The progress of Basic Mathematics First Layer had slowed, and Shi Tiexin had considered whether he should continue putting effort into Mathematics. After analyzing it rationally, he did not know when he might return to Tumubao. An opportunity to have Scholar Stone carry him up the ranks might be gone once this village was past, with no shop in the next.
At a time like this, he should quickly begin cultivating the second layers of Basic Mathematics and Rhetoric. He should first raise the second layer to passing, or even good and above, then use his spare time to grind up the realms of his other subjects. After all, with Scholar Stone's foundation, cultivating all the way to profound mastery would not be particularly difficult.
But going from profound mastery to perfection would waste far too much Kung Fu. It seemed somewhat not worth the loss, after all. The chance to have a big shot carry him up the ranks was simply too precious.
But Shi Tiexin had turned it over and over in his mind last night, all the way until this morning. In the end, he still decided to give it everything he had and charge toward perfection first.
True enough, the chance for Scholar Stone to carry him up the ranks was exceedingly precious, and the speed was absurdly fast. Such an opportunity absolutely should not be missed. But conversely, the opportunity to stand shoulder to shoulder with Scholar Stone and charge together toward the realm of perfection was equally precious, equally rare.
Passing, good, outstanding—Shi Tiexin believed he could achieve those through his own abilities. Even profound mastery could be taken down if the conditions were right and he gave it his all; it was merely a matter of water dripping through stone. His qualifications to