Gauging by his cultivation speed in the past two years, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he has made rapid progress. Even the top-tier Dao Body aptitude, which Master Luo claims only occurs once in hundreds of years, simply can't compare to it.
The pity is that no matter how good one's aptitude or rapid one's cultivation, or how high one's realm is in the Dream World, it will all be left behind in the dream and can't be brought back to reality.
"Alright, let's get moving. The scent of the Mad Leopard's blood spilled in our previous brawl might attract other monsters," Shen Luo gently patted Ying Luo's shoulder and suggested.
Only then did Ying Luo snap back to reality. The shock still settling within her, she found Shen Luo to be increasingly mysterious.
They continued their climb along the mountain path. Their journey was relatively calm; aside from occasionally encountering insignificant demons who took pains to avoid them, they met no major monsters.
