Early morning, the sun had just risen.
In a corner of Jiangnan University's campus, Ning Wangshu slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and gradually opened his eyes. The instant he did, two sharp glints flashed deep within them, then vanished.
"Third Realm, seventh turn! I've finally taken another step forward. If all goes well, I might break through to the Fourth Realm before summer vacation..."
Ning Wangshu murmured to himself.
It was already the end of May, with June just around the corner. Since his Eighty-Nine Mysterious Skill had broken through to the Third Realm, fourth turn, in late April, it had continued to advance by leaps and bounds over the past month or so.
Just moments ago, Ning Wangshu had finally cultivated the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Skill to the Third Realm, seventh turn.
He glanced at Lin Qingzhu, who was still cultivating beside him, then quickly looked away without disturbing her.
After that, Ning Wangshu continued cultivating the "Pre-Technique."
Compared with the fierce progress of his Eighty-Nine Mysterious Skill, Ning Wangshu's cultivation of the "Pre-Technique" was undeniably slow. By his reckoning, half a year had passed since he obtained it.
Yet he was still some distance away from reaching Minor Accomplishment in the "Pre-Technique."
Still, Ning Wangshu estimated that after another three to five months, his "Pre-Technique" should be sufficient to reach Minor Accomplishment...
At noon, Ning Wangshu and Lin Qingzhu were heading to the cafeteria for lunch.
Just then, his phone suddenly rang. He took it out, saw that Bai Jingchuan was calling, and immediately answered...
A moment later, Ning Wangshu put down his phone.
Seeing this, Lin Qingzhu asked curiously, "Wangshu, did Patriarch Bai call you about something again?"
Ning Wangshu slipped his phone into his pocket and replied, "Patriarch Bai invited me to dinner tonight. From