This speed was several times faster than when he was cultivating alone.
At the same time, the temperature of the Purgatory Furnace continued to rise, making it increasingly efficient.
A vast amount of Spiritual Qi rushed into his body.
「...」
Before he knew it, the sun had set. Inside the house, lamps began to flicker to life, casting a dim yellow glow.
Why light the lamps? Two words: ambiance.
I can't take it anymore...
At this moment, Hua Yourong felt completely limp, unable to withstand it after just half a day. This was simply unbelievable.
The temperature inside the house soared even higher, with sticky, fragrant sweat covering her entire body.
"Junior Brother... enough... enough already..." Hua Yourong trembled slightly as she spoke out of her own accord.
She truly couldn't take it anymore; she was at her limit.
If things continued this way, she, a Sixth Realm cultivator, would actually be done in by a junior of the Third Realm.
