Two days passed in a blink of an eye.
In the inn, Yuan Ming slowly opened his eyes, his gaze intense.
With the assistance from the Nine Elements Technique combined with the Nourishing Origin Pill and the Mystic Fragrance, his mana had grown much denser. The cultivation of just these two days was equivalent to nearly half a month's effort from the past.
Presumably, the Mystic Fragrance, suited for high-level cultivators or as tributes in sects, was originally intended for aids in cultivation.
Moreover, each cultivation session consumed more than one incense stick, and the cost in spirit stones was substantial—not something a minor sect could easily afford.
In the barbaric land of the Southern Border, there couldn't be many capable of affording such expenses—no wonder that old priest's business was so poor.
According to the agreement, today he could collect the Thousand Mechanism Mask; he wondered whether Master Huo Lian had succeeded.