Chen Qiu frowned with some toothache as he gasped the cool air, at the same time his desire to enhance his Cultivation grew even stronger.
It's still too weak in terms of Cultivation.
If his Cultivation could be a little stronger, who cares about any numbers, anyone who dares to provoke him would be wholly annihilated!
This world is still too dangerous, he must become stronger as soon as possible!
...
That day, he went nowhere and concentrated on cultivating in the inn.
The sense of unknown danger made him completely reluctant to go out; he only wanted to stay inside the inn and cultivate, although he knew that even after a whole day of cultivation, his Cultivation would not improve much.
Soon, the evening passed, and it was midnight.
