Apollo was cultivating peacefully, a relaxed smile on his face. After discovering the reasons for all of his missions and cursing the System over the lack of Alm Points he would receive in the future, he had no choice but to accept everything. In the end, no matter how many doubts filled his heart, there was nothing he could do with his limited strength.
It was more important for him to increase his power than to rely solely on the Alm Points and the System.
Focusing on his dantian, he 'saw' that the small ball of Qi had grown to half the width of a normal person's nail. After several hours, this was the extent of his progress. Still, he was satisfied.
What would happen when this ball of Qi became as large as his fist? It was worth anticipating, especially when it concerned his cultivation.
