In the complete darkness of the jungle, a young man lay on the ground with his eyes closed, as if unconcerned if anyone would sneak attack him.
It was Eryndor, who had been cultivating since the past two hours.
Empty bottles lay by his side, signifying the amount of pills he had gone through.
He was currently at the peak of stage two of the Qi Condensation realm.
A bit more and he could break through to stage three.
Well, it was clearly not just a 'bit' more, as it took him another hour. He miscalculated the estimated time.
Once he broke through to stage three, Eryndor popped in another food pill before the feeling of hunger crept back in. It was almost time anyway.
He ate it earlier than usual because the next cultivation art he would be practicing was a movement one.
These arts had one of the highest if not the highest energy consumption.
The energy being talked about here weren't the four energies or the Energy of Consciousness.
