Li Qingyun naturally intended to wait until the strongest disciples had finished their tests before judging how much strength to reveal, while still ensuring he secured one of the precious sect selection slots.
Everything he had experienced in Qinghe County over the past three years had taught him that when opportunity stood before him, he must never hesitate again and again, using things like "there would be plenty of time ahead" or the "Path of Cautious Cultivation for ten thousand years" to bind himself.
All restraint and silence were merely for waiting until opportunity arrived!
When it came, he would seize it.
In this world, demons and horrors threatened from without, while all manner of oppression and conflict churned within. Everyone lived as though blades and swords hung over their heads, cultivators included.
Where could there be such good opportunities, appearing before one again and again after being missed!
Naturally, the sooner he entered the sect, the sooner he could break through and grow stronger—establishing his foundation, opening his mansion, forming a golden core, birthing a nascent soul... and even beyond!
Gong Hanxu, whose mind had suffered some damage, swallowed a medicinal pill and regulated his breath for a moment before once again walking to the black ancient stele and striking out with a fully charged palm.
His palm print landed on the ancient stele, and golden light seemed to burst apart!
The Great Perfection of Qi Refining truly was extraordinary.
Sixty-nine runes on the ancient stele blazed brightly at once!
In both magical power and temperament, he surpassed Xu He, at the ninth layer of Qi Refining, by a considerable margin.
"Not bad indeed. Now I agree with Senior Brother Luo as well. Among the disciples in this hall, your magical power should be the most vigorous!"
The beautiful