It was close to a week he's been living in this nameless village. And during these seven days, there's not a single day he was skipping on his cultivation.
But Qin Lan eventually lost his cool after painstakingly cultivating his first drop of Pure Spiritual Energy.
'What the hell actually happened to this Yuhuan Continent? How can the Spiritual Qi surrounding this continent reduces by more than a hundredfold?' Qin Lan asked. But with only regular verdant bushes and trees surrounding him, he couldn't get his question answered.
Unless... The trees around him were hosting a spirit and capable of conversation.
Still, having a body capable of storing a single drop of Pure Spiritual Energy is better than nothing. Although the speed of cultivation is slower than a snail's pace, it was better than not having a hint of cultivation at all.