Almost four days had passed, and my body had finally adjusted enough. My meridians, once stretched to their limits, had settled, the flow of Qi through them now smooth and steady.
I also spent time tempering my dantian, coaxing my energy to flow more naturally, working with the rhythm of the Qi instead of forcing it. But even with the air thick with energy, my cultivation moved at a slower pace than before.
It made sense, though. The higher I climbed, the harder it became to break through. In fact, if not for my recent luck, it probably would've taken me months to achieve the same result.
Realistically speaking, my current growth rate was already monstrous. Most cultivators would be lucky to reach the same level in decades, let alone the few days it had taken me to get here.
But that wasn't something I could afford to get cocky about.
The truth was, most of my success came from three key factors.
