Fey calmly solidified her foundation as she settled at the low 8th tier of the Sky Realm. The massive battle and pushing herself in the trap that her Big Bro–Father setup had given her a flash of insight on her Dao.
Ethry was not far behind her. In fact it was simply a matter of resources in her case. She had to consume beasts of comparable or greater strength of each element she needed to advance.
Kora and Sister Tal were the same. The more they advanced, the more they needed but it was simply luck Fey reached the 8th tier after only a few decades since her heart demon.
She exhaled some fetid air from her body and stood up before going through her battle stances. Anyone watching would be left in awe at the profound moves flowing seamlessly one into the other.
She had an alchemy lesson later that day but she missed her Master.
