Two days later,
In Wei Cheng's successful advancement to the Sixth Hook Level as a Spirit Swallow, his speed was so astonishing that it was mind-boggling.
Of course, his reserve of Osmanthus Wine was also conveniently exhausted.
He was quite satisfied.
Even if his Sixth Hook Level Spirit Swallow, cultivated as a sideline, could not compare to Qi Mei who was a natural talent, or even to Xu Shan, a mediocre student, it was still sufficient for escaping.
In the Moving Mountain profession, who could run faster or have more agility than him?
Could there be anyone?
By now, he had begun practicing rapid switching between two types of Inner Strengths during combat and was seeking the critical point at which both types of Inner Strength could seamlessly connect.
It was a bit difficult. No matter how hard he tried, he needed to take a rest for a second before he could switch to another type of Inner Strength after stopping the operation of one.
