Inside the quiet room.
Dong Guzhi looked at his youngest disciple with a complicated expression. "You've finally run into a problem with cultivation?"
There was more than a hint of resentment in his tone.
Chen Fan clasped his fists and said excitedly, "Master, I feel that my qi and blood have reached their own limit. I can begin cultivating a True Technique!"
Dong Guzhi was stunned when he heard this. "So soon?!"
Chen Fan nodded. "Recently, when I practiced, I could barely feel any further improvement in my qi and blood!"
Dong Guzhi raised his brows, somewhat pleasantly surprised as well. "There are indeed people in this world who train their qi and blood to the limit, but they either possess unusual constitutions, peerless talent, or special fortuitous encounters. I thought you would need another two or three years before you might reach your limit. I never expected you to accomplish it in less than half a year!"
Chen Fan said, "Perhaps my own upper limit for qi and blood is lower than ordinary people's..."
Dong Guzhi shook his head. "Even so, your foundation is stronger than those of your five senior brothers and sisters. Even throughout all of Clear River Commandery, few can compare to you!"
As he said this, his feelings grew ever more complicated.
Chen Fan ran around outside every day and had not even entered the martial academy for the past two months, yet his qi and blood had reached their limit so quickly. Dong Guzhi found it strange.
Chen Fan also noticed that his master had said few could compare to him, not that none could.
His curiosity deepened.
Could it be that there were others in Clear River Commandery who had also reached the limit of qi and blood?
When Chen Fan thought about