(Thanks to Yu Xiaofeng, a pear blossom crushing the begonias, and the beloved 'Three Books Friends' for their rewarding support; all old friends now, he-he. Seeing you still accompanying the anti-hero through the journey of this book really makes me happy. I wholeheartedly wish every old friend who likes this book happiness and joy every day!)
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Xiao Yi knew he must enhance his strength as soon as possible. In this world, only strength spoke for itself, and that was the true path to power. He took a deep breath and lightly gripped his hands.
After the recent storm and the almost suffocating fear he felt in front of Old Master Liu, the slight pride and arrogance he had felt due to his rapid improvement in cultivation power and his recent advancement to the Condensation period had completely vanished. Their appearance was like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, returning his mindset to its former calm once again.
