"Mm, you've finished your seclusion? Looks like those three days of cultivation really paid off. You've actually reached the third level of the Martial Master Realm. Impressive." Guo Donghai had an exceptionally keen eye. Even through a virtual projection, he could tell that Xia Ping was completely different from how he'd been three days ago, and far more powerful.
He'd already spoken with Zhao Yang, the dean of Yanhuang University. He'd heard that the young man was an extraordinary genius who had even earned the attention of the university's elders. Now it seemed that was true.
Although Guo Donghai was a Grandmaster Realm expert, he was still amazed by the speed of Xia Ping's cultivation. Given enough time, the young man would probably surpass him with ease.
"I did make some progress." Xia Ping didn't want to dwell on the matter, so he asked directly, "By the way, City Lord, what did you call me about? Is something the matter?"
Guo Donghai nodded. "Mm, there's something I need your help with. Do you have time right now?"
"Help you with something? What is it?" Xia Ping asked curiously. It was a huge surprise that the City Lord of West Desolate City would need his help.
"Come to my study and you'll find out," Guo Donghai said, then hung up.
Xia Ping went to his guest room, took a shower, and changed clothes before heading to the study in the City Lord's Mansion. Guo Donghai was already waiting there, and no one else was around.
"You're here."
When Xia Ping arrived, Guo Donghai skipped the pleasantries and got straight to the point. "Have you heard of the Demon Spirit Mine in the West Desolate Desert?"
"I have."
Xia Ping nodded. He'd seen information about the Demon Spirit Mine in the materials