Regarding cultivation, Lu Ran has never been negligent.
Only during battles and once-a-month sleep does he ever take a break.
But the usual cultivation can't compare to retreat training. Since Lu Ran stationed near the Fiery Fire Divine Mountain, he gradually found his rhythm.
Most of the time was spent focused on cultivation, occasionally going out for a round to snatch some Dead Souls.
The key was the gradual and steady approach.
Sometimes, Lu Ran didn't even need to actively snatch. The Dead Souls passing by would willingly feed themselves into his mouth...
Who doesn't enjoy reaping where they did not sow?
Lu Ran couldn't be more comfortable!
However, cultivating and purifying the Holy Spirit Energy truly took time and effort, and it indeed made Lu Ran feel a trace of pressure.
"Hoo..."
Lu Ran slowly exhaled a breath.
At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the east side of a Stone Peak, his head submerged in a thick sea of mist.
