The bed had ultimately been claimed by the Fox Demon.
Watching Xia Fan, already deep asleep on the floor bedding, Li still felt somewhat moved.
Judging by the outcome, he truly had failed to pass. In the span of one shichen, he had been struck over forty times; the punishment from the falls alone had been enough for him to endure.
Li was not surprised by this.
The leap from simple Qi Awakening to Qi Perception was as far apart as heaven and earth. It required not only talent, but day-after-day practice until it became instinct.
What surprised her was that Xia Fan had already reacted by her fifteenth sneak attack.
Dodging had clearly been impossible.
Yet the instant she flicked out her tail, she noticed his entire body tense, his head tilting slightly in the very direction her strike had come from.
It was simply unbelievable!
She remembered that when Master had used this training on her, it had taken her around half a month before she could catch the faint, almost imperceptible tremors around her—as though she had opened an eye that did not exist to the world for the first time.
But this human before her had taken less than two ke.
How profound a foundation would one need to grasp its secret so swiftly?
The problem was, she was a Fox Demon, born able to sense qi, giving her a head start in this sort of training. Xia Fan, meanwhile, was merely an ordinary human—he had not even received the education of a noble clan.
To be honest, Li had even wondered whether she had held back too much, allowing him to discover a flaw through some other means.
That was why she had put more force into her later attacks.
Yet even so, Xia