Time was like a young woman's skirt: one careless moment, and it had flown up. In the blink of an eye, another month had passed.
Life was always this monotonous. Every day, Jiang Yi followed the same routine: cultivation, sex... then sleep.
Fortunately, he had plenty of resources, and his cultivation was soaring. In a little over a month, he had risen two levels and reached level thirty-nine.
Another day dawned.
In the dormitory, Jiang Yi sat cross-legged on his bed as wisps of purple qi streamed from the distant morning clouds and flowed into his eyes.
"Whew—"
After a long while, he slowly breathed out a mouthful of turbid air and opened his eyes. A flash of purple light glimmered in their depths.
"Could this be an incomplete version too?"
Jiang Yi muttered to himself.
With his spiritual power, he had only just entered the Micro-Perception stage of the Purple Demon Eye. That didn't seem very scientific.
By his estimation, his spiritual power was at least equivalent to the Spirit Sea Realm of a later era, and he wasn't far from Formless Substance.
Formless Substance was the standard level of spiritual power for a Titled Douluo.
"It's eight o'clock. I'm going to be late."
He glanced at the clock on the wall, hurried to his feet, tidied up, and headed out.
He usually cultivated in the Inner Academy, but he still had to return to the Outer Academy for classes. Luckily, it wasn't too far.
"Morning, senior!"
After closing the dormitory door, Jiang Yi yawned and greeted the black-haired woman doing morning exercises in the open space nearby.
"Mm."
Zhang Lexuan gave a slight nod and continued her training.
There were no fixed classes in the Inner Academy. Students studied on their own. In short, she didn't have to