Day after day of meditation is like ants gnawing at a tree, seemingly insignificant, yet capable of creating miracles over time.
In the dead of night, Ron sat cross-legged alone in the most secretive Meditation Room of the workshop.
Two blue candle flames burned quietly before him, their flames motionless in the windless environment, emitting a faint glow.
This was a meditation environment specially designed for the "Star Eater's Ravings", capable of maximizing the shielding of external disturbances and enhancing the spiritual resonance with the "Starry Sky".
The air in the room was fresh and pure, infused with special magic potions, aiding in the concentration and release of Spiritual Power.
With a deep breath, Ron slowly closed his eyes, allowing his Spiritual Power to extend outward like threads.
"Star Eater's Ravings" had already become an important part of his daily cultivation.
