The Pure Cultivation Class had seventeen people in total, and ten were washed out in one go. The elimination rate was quite high.
Aside from He Zhao, among the remaining five men and one woman, even the person who had soaked for the shortest time had lasted at least two hours. Anyone who had only just met the standard, bathed for only one hour, or lasted less than two hours had all lost their qualification for today.
"When I said sixty minutes, I meant your qualification for the next Medicinal Bath would be automatically canceled. It didn't mean you could pass the test. Hmph. Some people clearly could have endured, but chose to give up because of the pain, thinking only of barely passing. They brought it on themselves."
Willpower was a crucial part of it, and it had an enormous connection to setting up an altar and performing rites to advance as a Dharma Master. Those who were not steadfast were destined to have limited achievements in the future, so they could be screened out early.
In Zhang Song's eyes, the ten people seemed to see their own mediocre, uneventful fates from then on.
"Of course, those who lost their qualifications shouldn't be discouraged. If you keep practicing Vajra Strength Holding and Vajra Wrathful Gaze, you'll still gain something. If you can persist over time, you'll definitely become far stronger than others in the same realm."
He was not lying. Vajra Strength Holding and Vajra Wrathful Gaze plus the Samadhi Mudra worked together. Though they certainly did not improve one as quickly as the Medicinal Bath, accumulated bit by bit over months and years, sooner or later that deep foundation would erupt and make others look at them in a new light.
It was just uncertain how many people