Unforgettable Chu Qing

Night fell:

The heads of the great houses held a meeting with their lineage members. In the end, they brought up Chu Qing.

"Chu Qing is finished!"

"This time, no matter how well he kills, no matter how iron-hearted he is or how blade-handed, he won't be able to complete the assessment mission."

"Then he won't obtain a Blood Refining Secret Transmission."

"If he refuses to be a dog now, he can only choose an ordinary Muscle Tempering Skill."

"In the future, at most, he'll only reach the Bronze Muscle Tempering Realm."

"If he wants to reach the Silver Muscle Tempering Realm, he can only become our dog."

The others burst into laughter.

Chu Qing had put far too much pressure on them.

So much pressure that many of them dreamed at night of Chu Qing laughing wildly, holding the sun and moon in his hands as he smashed their heads apart.

They woke in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat.

Many of them had suffered nervous breakdowns, their Spirit and Energy listless and weak.

Now:

Chu Qing's path ahead had been severed, and they finally let out a long breath.

Now they could finally get a good night's sleep.

At that moment, someone suddenly said in a faint voice:

"How long has Chu Qing even been refining blood, yet he's already attacking the Muscle Tempering Realm?"

"What quality is his blood refining?"

"How terrifying is his aptitude?"

"If he can't obtain a secret transmission at the Martial Academy, will he go somewhere else to get one?"

The crowd fell silent, horror rising in their hearts.

That was right. How long had Chu Qing been refining blood? A month or two?

Could he have refined the lowest-grade Black Iron Blood?

Impossible!

Someone like Chu Qing had reached Perfection