Lu Ye observed for a moment, noticing that the rate at which his merit decreased was quite slow. If he continued cultivating for a day and a night at this rate, the merit consumed wouldn't exceed five thousand points.
Five thousand points of merit naturally wasn't a big deal for Lu Ye, but cultivation for a cultivator wasn't a matter of a day or two—it took years and months.
At five thousand per day, it would be one hundred fifty thousand in a month, and one million eight hundred thousand in a year, which was a rather frightening number.
And the concentration of the spiritual energy from the surrounding environment was comparable to the conditions found in the Class A Spirit Ground of the Great Reversal Valley.
Lu Ye was naturally not satisfied with this environment, and with a thought, he immediately made a change.
In the next instant, the spiritual energy surging out from the vortex became richer, and correspondingly, the rate at which his merit decreased also quickened.
