Inside the mine, Jiang Kui was poring over a thick ledger, while Fang Qingyuan stood to the side with a serene look on his face.
But the faint smile playing on his lips betrayed his true feelings.
For the past six months, when Fang Qingyuan wasn't meditating to recover from the drain on his spirit, he was down in the mines digging. Eventually, he even passed the chore of cooking for the Spirit Dogs and Shrimp Turtle Beasts to Jinbao.
As a result, his cultivation speed had slowed considerably over the past six months.
It would normally take five years to perfect his cultivation at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer, but that was a speed achievable only on a Second-rank Middle-grade Spiritual Land. Down in the mine, he couldn't match that pace.
Fang Qingyuan had calculated that, cultivating in this mine, he would need at least eight years to perfect his cultivation at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer.
