Months passed in the Verdant Sword Sect like a continuous flow of repetition and progress.
Kyrian almost never left his courtyard. In the morning, he refined pills. In the afternoon, he studied formations.
At night, he slept, and then the cycle repeated day after day, without interruption.
Rank 4 pills were no longer a real challenge. The Burning Heart Pill, which had once barely reached fifty percent purity, now consistently surpassed ninety-five percent purity.
On his best days, Kyrian reached the ninety-eight percent mark, pills so close to perfection that they were practically nonexistent anywhere else.
His control over the gray flame had become more stable. More precise. Every movement was calculated, and every mistake was eliminated. Kyrian thought that now, his best control of Qi was the Qi and the intention of the gray flame.
In the field of formations, progress was also visible.
