Soon, it was time for bed. Di Qiu'er slept in her room, while Chen Ming meditated and cultivated in his.
Meditation only gave him a modest amount of Soul Power—not nearly as much experience as killing a thousand-year Soul Beast in the Overworld.
But Dong Qianqiu and Lan Mengqin were both working so hard at cultivation. It didn't feel right for him to go to sleep.
Besides, the natural energy around the little Auspicious Beast was especially rich. Dong Qianqiu's Soul Power was nearly at level nineteen now.
So, for once, Chen Ming began cultivating that night. The next day, the group headed to Tiandou Technology Academy, while Di Qiu'er stayed in the Overworld to learn forging.
Given that lazy golden-haired girl's nature, she'd probably work at it for three days, then slack off for two. But it wasn't a big deal; the little Auspicious Beast's cultivation was linked to his anyway.
When summer vacation came, if Di Qiu'er's forging level wasn't up to his standards, he'd cancel her vacation and make her spend two months working with metal.
The three of them went to their classroom and began their usual lessons. That afternoon, Chen Ming headed to the Forging Room he often visited to improve his Skill at forging.
The Forging Room echoed with the clanging of metal. As the final hammer blow landed, the piece of metal burst into dazzling light.
The Spirit Light reached four feet, bringing it very close to the Saint-Grade Thousand Refinement level of five feet.
"Looks like you haven't been slacking this past month. In just seven months, you've reached First-Grade Thousand Refinement."
Tang Le's voice—Tang Wulin's voice—came from behind Chen Ming. He turned around and saw that Tang Le still looked just as he had before.
"Oh, it's you. By the way,