Crack!
Cui Lang casually rested his hand on the bed, and the frame seemed to suffer a heavy blow, snapping apart in an instant.
With a light tap of his foot, Cui Lang flipped nimbly onto the ground, crushing the stone tiles beneath him as well.
"Having just broken through, my physical strength has surged severalfold again. I need to get used to it as soon as possible."
Most people improved by tiny increments each day. Cui Lang alone relied on the demon blood essence in the mysterious little pot, and his advancement was simply too fast.
"The third level isn't complete yet, but it's close enough. At my current cultivation speed, I'll reach completion within a few months. Perhaps if I slay a few more demons, I could complete it at any time. By then, I won't need to fear even peak Core Embrace realm martial artists."
The growth in his strength filled Cui Lang's face with delight.
"I should also practice my saber techniques and leg techniques properly. If I can bring them all to completion, then even if I don't know many martial skills, I'll have few rivals in the Core Embrace realm."
Cui Lang pulled the bedding off the bed, sat cross-legged on the floor, and continued condensing his true essence while gradually adapting to his body's explosively increased strength.
After an unknown amount of time, someone knocked on the door.
"Brother, get up quickly. Big Brother Zhao is here for you. He said an official from the prefecture has arrived, and Constable Shen wants you at the county office immediately."
Cui Lang pushed open the door. "Got it. Don't bother tidying my room. Rest well at home, and if you're bored, go shopping and buy some rouge and face powder."
Cui Ling stuffed several boiled