"Exactly the same handwriting?" The delicate-looking youth was stunned.
He had thought the words on the Third Page had been left behind by some senior expert. He had never expected that Senior Brother had written them himself.
Based on his blind worship of Chu Huai Xu, he became even more certain that this was a Peerless Divine Art!
Would Senior Brother really deceive me?
Xu Ziqing had his own elaborate logic:
"Senior Brother is clearly no ordinary Registered Disciple."
"Even the Sixth Elder comes to the Bamboo House to speak with him in private."
"How could the Cultivation Method he practices not have been overseen by some expert?"
The delicate-looking youth understood. He realized that rewards only came after effort.
The greater the difficulty, the more extraordinary it proved to be.
"How could a divine art be mastered easily and quickly?" Xu Ziqing felt that there were no such good things in this world.
To practice this art, one must first endure the pain!
"This is the price I have to pay! But before my blood feud, it's nothing." The delicate-looking youth clenched his fists tightly.
Keep practicing! Keep practicing! Keep practicing!
If you're weak, practice more!
Xu Ziqing seemed possessed as he began circulating his energy again and again. Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy surged toward him, constantly hammering and tempering his body.
Later, he did not even fall asleep. Pain and exhaustion piled together until his vision suddenly went black.
Dawn broke in the east, and the rising sun climbed into the sky.
Chu Huai Xu rose early.
Back on Earth, his profession had often kept him working until late at night.
He had practically lived a life of reversed days and nights, frequently suffering from sleep deprivation because he had to follow his bosses' schedules.
Fortunately, he