Days went on, peaceful yet busy.
Monsters attacked the walls every so often, but with the newfound strength of several defenders, holding the line was far easier compared to the past. What once felt like desperate battles had become routine, the air outside the walls thick with dust and blood whenever intruders dared approach.
Xu Tao spent each day tirelessly, guiding Zetian, Yifa, Elder Lu, and the disciples in cultivation. Yet even now, their bodies were unable to withstand directly ingesting a Condensed True Qi Pill, making their progress slow and inefficient.
If taking the pill directly was like leaping forward ten steps, then what they were doing now was akin to taking careful, measured steps along a narrow path. Small progress, perhaps, but still progress nonetheless—and every step carried them closer to strength.
Arthur, on the other hand, busied himself with managing the city's affairs.
