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It had been four years since Luo Chen returned from Green Pill Valley. For the first two years, he cultivated in seclusion atop Tianlan Peak. His cultivation had steadily improved, and his progress bar had once reached the twenties. The figure he was seeing right now aligned with his earlier estimates. It would take ten years to reach the late stage of Foundation Establishment.
However, the two years that followed, spent entrenched on the battlefield, told a different story. During that time, his progress bar had barely moved. There was simply no helping it; a battlefield had never been a place for proper cultivation. Constant skirmishes and prolonged combat consumed spirit power faster than it could be replenished. The few points Luo Chen had managed to gain were solely thanks to the top-grade Ascending Dragon Pills Tao Wan had provided him. If it had been another Initiate, their cultivation would likely have stagnated entirely.
"Combat truly isn't the path for a Qi Refinement cultivator like me. Someone like Brother Wang, a Physique Refinement cultivator, can leverage battle to hasten their comprehension of blood qi transformation," Luo Chen muttered to himself.
Still, Luo Chen had never been one to lose track of his cultivation. He had long foreseen this dip in progress due to war. Instead of fixating on what had been lost, he redirected his attention to something else—his spellcasting.
He knew three third-tier spells from distinct domains: flight, illusion, and one secret art that was deceptively simple in form yet challenging to perfect. But apart from Ninety Thousand Li, the spell he relied on for long-range flight, the other two weren't suitable for repeated use or...
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