Time flows like a relentless river, never pausing for moment.
Behind closed doors, time seems to fly especially fast.
In the blink of an eye, another twenty days had passed.
The weather in the Northern Territory was growing increasingly cold.
Fortunately, after the pay increase, the soldiers of Po Yang Thousand Households had more money in hand and did not have to suffer from the cold.
At the Martial Arts Arena.
Chen Sansi was sparring with Fang Zongqi.
The effects are best when the sparring partner is a realm higher in skill.
Fang Zongqi, full of confidence at first, had a markedly terrible expression on his face after less than five rounds.
Is this really just "small achievement" in Blood Refining?
Strength, speed, endurance, in which aspect is he inferior to me?
To put it more precisely, he seems to be much stronger than me—I who have reached "great success" in Blood Refining!
