Draconic Sabre Sect
"How is the progress?"
Standing behind the wide glass panel that separated the visitor's room from the proper part of the experiment area, the elder directly responsible for the entire matter repeated his daily question.
"So far, so good."
Looking through the window, I could see a man and a dog-like beast. While the boy was cultivating, the magical best was simply feeding on the insanely rare medicinal treasures provided by the sect.
Thinking how the elders agreed to throw more money at cultivating this pair than most of the outer and inner disciples would ever use to groom themselves before joining core sect pained me a lot. Even as someone just a single step away from reaching elder's position in the Dracon's sect, I couldn't help but gnash my teeth in annoyance when the beast swallowed Virtirian Pill, that was far more than enough for me to reach the pinnacle of the spirit realm.