At the edge of the cliff.
Jiang Ding stood with a hand on his sword, eyes half closed. Internal energy surged through the major and minor branches of his twelve primary meridians as he faced the sea of clouds and continued opening and nurturing more tiny branches.
Of the major and minor branches of the twelve primary meridians, 1,307 had been nurtured and tempered, allowing internal energy to flow through them.
After the successive doubling from the Minor Celestial Circuit, the Lesser Celestial Circuit, and mastery of his cultivation technique, plus his steady supply of Hundred Essences Transform Qi Pills, he could now temper and nurture eighty tiny branches a day.
Reaching the Greater Celestial Circuit would take 234 days—seven and a half months, nearly eight!
If he set his sights still higher and aimed for the next realm, Greater Celestial Circuit Perfection, with its 108,000 meridians, it would take 1,333 days. Nearly four years!
The college entrance exams would have ended long before then.
It was not that he was weak. If he advanced to Innate four years from now, he would still be a twenty-year-old Fledgling Innate.
The problem was that the exams brought together the finest young people of the Immortal Sect, a top-tier immortal cultivation power spanning many small worlds. People with terrifying talent and formidable backgrounds were everywhere.
His current results might let him scrape into a university's School of Dao Cultivation, but they were nowhere near enough to fight his way to the top.
The tip of a red sun rose above the horizon. Crimson clouds filled the sky, and daylight spread across the land.
Long San led a group of workers, along with the dozens of teenage boys and girls who had just been released, in rummaging through every corner. Now and then,