After sending Zhang Xiaofan away, Jiang Siming returned to his room and checked his cultivation. To his surprise, he had jumped four levels in a row, advancing from the first level of Foundation Establishment to the fifth.
He was almost at the Mid Foundation Establishment stage.
By the cultivation rankings of this immortal sect world, reaching the Mid Foundation Establishment stage already made him a genuine minor expert.
The leaders of many small sects were only at the middle or late Foundation Establishment stage.
Jiang Siming was fairly satisfied with this progress.
Cultivation techniques were all trash compared to my Yin Yang Cultivation Technique. Mine is the best!
Now that he had reached the Mid Foundation Establishment stage, the upcoming Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament would be much less difficult.
Tian Ling'er's contribution had been immense. She had come at exactly the right time~
When Jiang Siming recalled the aggrieved look on the little girl's face just now, his heart began to itch again.
Sigh, it was all Zhang Xiaofan's fault. Otherwise, he would still be enjoying a wonderful time with a beauty right now.
Since that was no longer possible, Jiang Siming could only endure for the moment. There was no hurry. He had plenty of time.
He took out the Spirit Melting Pill he had won and tossed it into his mouth like a sugar pill.
After meditating briefly and fully releasing the medicinal power of the Spirit Melting Pill, he opened his eyes to find that it was already dark.
Indeed, cultivators had no sense of time. Jiang Siming did not want to waste his days meditating all day long.
Remembering his agreement with Zhao Ling'er, Jiang Siming was about to have another good round of "cultivation."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the courtyard,