"Cough, cough..."
Hearing this, Fu Young couldn't help coughing. His handsome face grew warm with embarrassment.
"Well, Master... I advanced earlier too, but I got so busy that I completely forgot about it. So, I suppose we'll have to undergo another heavenly tribulation together."
The more power Fu Young recovered from the Divine Osmanthus Tree while he was in the Myriad Gods Realm, the faster his cultivation advanced. Perhaps this was because the Divine Osmanthus Tree's power had been dispersed among every person in the Myriad Gods Realm, allowing it to grow alongside the cultivation of everyone who possessed it. Another possible reason was that the gods had continuously absorbed the tree's power while sacrificing vast numbers of people, repeating this process over countless years.
