Inside the private Cultivation Room.
Jiang Ping An sat cross-legged on the Cultivation Platform, circulating the Facing Tribulation method from the ninth layer of the Primordial True Martial Scripture.
Star Power surged madly into his body from all around, sending waves of stinging pain through him.
Star Power could strengthen flesh, blood, muscles, and bones.
Unfortunately, he could not keep absorbing it to temper his body the way others could.
Once his body had been harmed by a particular kind of force, it developed resistance to that harm.
In less than a month, Star Power of this level could no longer temper his body.
He had paid for a year's use of the room. He could not waste the remaining time.
"Summon a projection."
Jiang Ping An spoke softly.
In this private Cultivation Room, he could summon one combat projection per year for free.
The projection could spar with him and offer guidance.
The Cultivation Room suddenly changed into a snow-covered mountaintop.
Cultivators could choose a battle setting to suit their preferences.
Then a mass of Divine Runes appeared ahead of him, forming a Body Refining cultivator clad in ice armor.
The sparring projection looked straight at Jiang Ping An. "I am a sparring projection simulated by a formation. I have the cultivation of a Lower Lord God and specialize in ice-based Body Refining."
"Would you like to switch to another projection? Our shop has many different types of sparring partners."
Jiang Ping An had summoned it to beat him up. Its specialty did not matter.
"No need. Hit me first."
"Yes."
As snowflakes swirled, the sparring projection followed Jiang Ping An's instruction and charged.
A palm wreathed in white, icy mist slammed into Jiang Ping An's chest.
Bang!
Snowflakes scattered.
Jiang Ping An's chest froze. Ice spread from it