Jiang Ding was contemplating many things, dealing with over three hundred years of delayed political affairs in the Northern Plains.
Before he knew it, he fell into cultivation, beginning to absorb the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and Light of Yuanmagnet around him for cultivation. An enormous influx of Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi, equivalent to that of a Fourth-grade Superior Spirit Vein, roared in, surging into his meridians, into his Elixir Field, being refined bit by bit.
He didn't know how much time had passed.
Drip-drip.
A drop of azure Mana fell into the Elixir Field, causing ripples to spread outward.
The Mana in the Elixir Field was nearly at its peak, with just a little bit more needed to overflow.
"Thirty-five more years, and I will reach the Nascent Soul Peak, where my cultivation can advance no further."
Jiang Ding silently estimated for a moment.