The night passed without a word. The next morning, Zhao Hai got up early and walked out of his room. He realized that although his spiritual energy had been compressed, his cultivation situation had not changed. He was still cultivating at all times. He was still like a tree, absorbing spiritual energy into his body through the pores and then expelling it. However, during this process, the spiritual energy in his body was also increasing bit by bit.
Zhao Hai also realized that even if he sat there and cultivated his spirit Qi at full speed, he would not be able to cultivate much faster than this. Therefore, Zhao Hai did not have to deliberately cultivate his spirit Qi. All he had to do was to cultivate his saber technique with all his might.
