Because of Zhao Jiuge’s order, the Yu family didn’t dare to disturb his cultivation. The next day, no one came to disturb Zhao Jiuge, not even when it was time to eat. Zhao Jiuge was very happy because he got to cultivate in peace and quiet.

Zhao Jiuge was sitting on the bed with his eyes closed, but his brows were furrowed. After leaving the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect, he noticed that the spiritual energy here was obviously a lot less dense compared to back in the sect. At this moment, Zhao Jiuge somewhat understood why everyone wanted to cultivate in the holy lands. Not only was it peaceful, it was also filled with spiritual energy.

Feeling the spirit force that was slowly increasing in his body, he felt helpless. He looked at the two golden dragons in his dantian that were lazily lying there. Even to this day, Zhao Jiuge still hadn't figured out the mystery of the Sanskrit Divine Body, and he wouldn’t be able to condense the third dragon any time soon.

Then Zhao Jiuge looked at the spirit force in his dantian. It had already become very bright gold and strands of spirit force were floating around...