Eryndor started with the offensive cultivation arts of Clarence.
Midway through practicing the Air Cleaving Slash, he finally reached the tipping point though.
Can't go on any longer.
He pushed himself as far as he could, any longer and he might fall unconscious in the training room itself.
It wouldn't really mean anything, except that he would be paying a bunch of spirit coins just to end up sleeping in the training room, which was… wasteful.
He might as well sleep in his own room.
Through sheer will, he reached his own room, and plopped down on the bed after removing his clothes.
Before drifting to sleep though, Eryndor entered his Mind Palace.
He took a look at everything, noticing the increase in all his abilities before he retreated back into his physical form.
As he once again felt the incoming familiar feeling of falling asleep, he resisted it and took out a bottle of Spirit Strengthening pills from the compartment below.
