As time flew like a shuttle, months slipped by, and in the blink of an eye, another month had passed. By his own count, Li Fan's journey of cultivation in this transmigrated world was approaching its sixth year.
At this moment, Li Fan was lying in the Taishu Realm, on a bed carved from large purple amethysts, basking in the moonlight.
'Li Fan's mood improved slightly, current mood 17.6k/17.6k, fully charged.'
"Ha— *yawn*, sigh, the realm of spiritual transformation seems so far away..."
