"Disciple, although this high-intensity cultivation is painful, the situation is special now, you must persist."
"It's hard for you."
Unknowingly, a day passed.
Su Yue sat cross-legged, eyes closed, continuously cultivating in the Spiritual Spring, never opening his eyes or speaking throughout.
Mo Kai sighed.
To be honest, he felt some heartache.
This high-intensity cultivation is simply a hellish torture.
Whether it's for perseverance, physical strength, or endurance, it's an extreme squeeze.
The sky darkened, but Mo Kai didn't want to end early. He could only offer words of encouragement to Hong Guo.
Pop!
At this moment, a Heiye Pill flew out of Mo Kai's pocket.
Under Mo Kai's control, the Heiye Pill didn't need to be taken orally; it scattered into powder in the air, then directly burrowed into Su Yue's pores.
It was evenly distributed over his whole body.
Doing this has many benefits.
