"You're really going to cultivate? And also to charge on to the eighth tier of Qi Condensation?" Ming Long asked.

"Mm." Wu Yu nodded. He cultivated quietly. Ever since his last near-death experience, his Inner Vajra Buddha cultivation speed had become fairly quick.

Perhaps a month or two. If he did not rush it, and built it in a more holistic way, then it might take three months for the Inner Vajra Buddha to become five zhang tall.

After all, each time he read the sutra, the Buddha would grow a little.

"Aren't you afraid that the faster you cultivate, the faster you will die?" Ming Long said.

Although she looked pretty relaxed, she was actually very tense as well. She had finally found an individual with more talent than sense. If he died, just how many more years would she stay lonely?

Wu Yu had considered this problem before.

"There's no use running. How can I let fear and worry stop me on the road of cultivating dao? Should I stop cultivating just because of a fox demon?"

Wu Yu had considered this before. If he continued to delay and did not cultivate, then the Ninth Spirit could do nothing to him. But the problem was that Jiang Xie and the others would not hold back for long, and the Ninth Spirit would also grow frustrated as time dragged on. When Jiang...