Zhuang Jin entered the Third Meridian Realm. Chang Hetong and the others, along with his colleagues, all sent congratulatory gifts. When he went to the training ground for Martial Practice, even the other martial masters treated him more courteously than before. After all, the Third Meridian was already the pinnacle for servants; among the martial artists commonly encountered in the Outer Courtyard, few surpassed it.
Yet he did not lose himself in this atmosphere where "everyone around me is a good person." He knew full well what the foundation of everything he currently possessed was, and he still trained diligently every day without slackening.
Oh, and from the day after breaking through to the Third Meridian, Zhuang Jin had temporarily set aside Martial Skills during that extra hour of training each night and devoted it to improving his Cultivation Realm instead.
For one thing, more than a month of that extra hour every night had already brought the proficiency of his Black Fiend Palm a long way beyond the beginner level, leaving it no worse than those in the same realm. For another, after breaking through to the Third Meridian, he had realized how long the accumulation required for that realm would be. Breaking through to the Fourth Meridian within the four-month novice period was looking uncertain, so he had cleared even this bit of time and put it toward raising his Cultivation Realm.
Another matter worth mentioning was that the medicinal meals Lin Hong had promised had arrived. Their boost to cultivation was nowhere near the two or three tenths of Exotic Beast Meat that Lin Hong had mentioned; it was probably only around one tenth. If eating Exotic Beast Meat could speed up cultivation by thirty percent, then the medicinal meals only provided three percent.
Still, that was