Wu Long finished assessing Butler Bang's progress a few hours later, deciding on a new set of skills, as well as thinking what pills could make up for the latter's deficiencies in cultivation.
He was stranded at his cultivation level close enough to start staring natural death of aging in the face, so it was natural his cultivation at least for the next two-three Major Realms had difficulties. He was now at the 5th level of Foundation Building, but was unable to progress further even with the improved Spiritual Qi in the atmosphere.
As he ponderingly walked with hands locked behind his back to the main mansion while moon has already started rising and the sun was only a glow in the sky behind the Serpent's Spine mountain range, he heard a familiar voice excitedly speaking in the distance, and getting closer as he walked.
"...-and therefore the notes go ~brururum~!!!... get it?"
"... uhm, I am afraid I am not confident enough in my knowledge of music..."
