In half a month's time, Zhao Feng had reached the 9th rank of the Consolidated Realm and that was him not focusing on cultivation. If he did so, he would be at least at the peak 9th rank.
His main focus was reaching the 10th level of the Silver Wall Technique and not cultivation, but in the past few days, he would occasionally receive some pills from the Grass-Wood Division, so it was hard not to progress.
“Competition is fierce in the Clan. Even the lowest and weakest outer disciple are a geniuses back in their homeland.”
Zhao Feng could feel the intense competition. If the outer disciples were already like this, than it would be hard to imagine what kind of situation it was with inner disciples.
Up to now, only Bei Moi, Sun Yuanhao and Liu Yue’er had become inner disciples and Zhao Feng knew the earlier one became an inner disciple, the bigger advantage they had.
