I'm still too weak...
Setting aside his guilt toward little Nine Tails, Ren Ze began studying Psychic Power.
Back in A Chinese Ghost Story, whenever he thought about how his Psychic Power had grown from little Nine Tails's inner core, he was filled with guilt and had no heart to study it. Now that he was back, he at least needed to determine the limits of his own strength.
As a Psychic Master, he had reached the third level of the planetary rank. However, his Psychic Power's range seemed somewhat greater than that of an ordinary third-level planetary rank.
Then, with the help of Nine Tails's inner core, it seemed he had awakened a talent for illusions. He understood the principles behind many illusion techniques without being taught. But Ren Ze currently preferred straightforward combat, so he would study them slowly in the future.
Ren Ze's life did not change much after returning. Aside from continuing to make frenzied use of the training camp's conveniences to cultivate, the bigger change was that his reputation had become even more prominent than before.
Because wherever there was a beast tide on the days he went out, Ren Ze would be there. If there was no beast tide, he would head to the coast of the Southeast Base City and slaughter to his heart's content.
For him, it both vented the frustration in his heart and solved the base city's troubles. Why not?
Soon, it was nearing the end of March—the day Ren Ze would graduate.
Two months of frenzied slaughter had eased Ren Ze's mood considerably, but his strength had not improved much. After all, once one reached the planetary rank, progress could not be fast unless they were geniuses from major cosmic factions soaking in nutrient pods. It was hard to