Xie Long of the Ancient Sect

Late at night, in the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion.

In the room, Gu Xi sat cross-legged on the bed, spiritual energy surging around his body.

"Tsk, too slow."

After an unknown period of time, his pitch-black eyes slowly opened.

He had already stepped into the middle Saint stage, but as his cultivation realm increased, the improvement brought about by cultivation became increasingly slow. It could be said that he was still a long way from the late Sage stage, with no end in sight.

If he wanted to improve his realm as soon as possible, it was necessary to cultivate diligently. But more importantly, it was an opportunity. A huge opportunity was enough to make a big leap in his cultivation realm.

"One step at a time is good, but I don't seem to have the patience!" Gu Xi slowly stretched his body, and there was some emotion in his words.

At this moment, his eyes moved, and his movements suddenly stopped.