In the blink of an eye, another year had passed.
Wang Wu was just a touch away from successfully cultivating and condensing his fourth and fifth Demon Pills.
In fact, he thought the same nine months ago.
Six months ago, he was brimming with confidence, ready to tackle it at any moment.
Three months ago, he furrowed his brows in confusion.
And now—
"Where did I go wrong?"
"Do I really need to cultivate these two Demon Pills for three full years like Nezha?"
Wang Wu doubted his life choices a bit.
Over the past year, he gained at least 1,400 points of vitality every day. Conservatively calculated, he invested a total of 500,000 points of vitality over the year.
That's an astronomical number.
The first three Demon Pills could advance at any time, and he had suppressed them for a full six years.
