Riya practiced formation, talisman, poison, and medicine.
Among them, her main focus was formation and talisman. Because when she cracked down formation and made it, her understanding of the world would increase and it would also subtly increase her own magic. When she was making talisman, the mana would also gather into her body, slowly increasing her magic.
But it was a bit useless at the earlier stage.
Because the limited mana that she could use, she could only make formation by using external tools, which was not very helpful for her magic. And with the limited mana she had, she could only make one talisman a day.
Her mental strength was enough.
But the mana was not enough and her own body wouldn't be able to support her forcing the external mana.
'Everyone's method is different. They have their own suitable method to meditate.'
Riya smiled faintly and made the Advance Gathering Formation again. Since Samuel is here, she would only make it when she wanted to practice when remove it when she was done. In this way, he wouldn't be able to find out and his presence wouldn't hinder her practice speed.
No matter what, Riya felt that it would be better for her to practice and got stronger. The mist outside felt a bit worrying and only when her strength was stronger that she would feel more secure.
With that, Riya simply sat cross legged on the bed and meditate. She was not impatient as meditating would naturally take a long time.
What she had to do was to take one step at a time.
With that in mind, Riya's practice was very smooth.
After Riya finished with her practice, she came out and found Amelia sprawled on the carpet. She felt a bit of pity for her friend, but she really couldn't help in this regards.
"You're finally here..." Amelia looked at Riya with a pitiful look.
Riya laughed lightly. "It'll get better in the future."
Amelia snorted.
What get better?
She was sure that when she was able to cope up better with her brother's training pace, her brother would force her to train even more.
"I'll cook dinner."
"What do you plan to make?" Samuel was cleaning up the mess in the living room. This was supposed to be their study room, but it had become quite a mess after he pushed his younger sister to practice.
"Fried rice." Riya shrugged.
"I'll help. Make more of the portion."
"Got it."
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