Cultivation wasn't an overnight achievement. True power demanded time—relentless, unwavering dedication.
Every cultivation master had clawed their way up through endless training. No one was born a powerhouse.
Eldric's strength still paled in comparison to the true titans of the realm. But hitting Qi Refining Stage 4 in mere days? A jaw-dropping feat. His progress wasn't slow—it was meteoric. The only reason he felt weak was simple: he'd just begun his journey.
Given time, his power would grow exponentially. One day, he'd stand shoulder-to-shoulder with legends.
Eldric burned with quiet confidence, his eyes fixed on the horizon. In just these few days, he'd leaped from Stage 2 to Stage 4—his strength now tenfold what it had been. Two realms in a handful of days? That kind of leap? Damn
