The next morning, Di Tou slowly let out a breath as he felt the last of his incense candles extinguish. He couldn't help but let out a sigh. No matter how cheap these candles were, with the rate he was using them, they couldn't be considered cheap. It would really be too much of a pity if he managed to squander a hundred days of rent on such an auxiliary item.
Over the past few weeks, he had already felt his cultivation of his Spiritual Sense slow down, in part because it was always harder to progress the further down the line one was and in part because the auxiliary resources he was using were no longer enough. Although he had managed to snag a second formation plate of a different type from Thousand Li Strokes, and the compounded effect of the two formations had provided him a temporary boost in cultivation, before long, he had grown used to it and had once again returned to cultivating using greater and greater amounts of incense.
