"Another month has passed."
Su Qing sat cross-legged on the ground, slowly raising his hands to stretch them out.
His body was so numb it almost felt foreign.
It was just too excruciating.
'It's up to 8 points a day now.'
'My Primordial Immortal Body has now reached the point where it increases by eight points a day.'
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Host: Su Qing
Realm: Purple Viscera Realm: Initial Tier of Intestine Yang Realm [Primordial Immortal Body: Mastery (803/1000)]
Divinity Transformation Realm: Yin Realm Limit [Primordial Immortal Body: Mastery (803/1000)]
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'I'm so close to Technique Perfection!'
'At eight points a day, I can reach Perfection in just two years, even without consuming any more Spirit Fruits.'
Su Qing went outside again.
He was surprised to see snowflakes falling over the sea.
But as soon as they landed on Qingsu Island, they were dispelled by Su Qing's Array.
'It's snowing?'
'I haven't seen a sight like this in a long time.'
The air Su Qing breathed in was chilling.
