This Girl Is Not One to Scheme With

At dawn the next day, Fang Shu was in the secluded meditation chamber.

He opened his eyes at the bottom of the well, and they gleamed brightly.

Compared to after yesterday's spell battle, his cultivation had astonishingly risen by another few points.

The text in his Dao Register had changed to:

[Realm: Second Tribulation Essence-Refining Human Immortal (54%)]

After fighting the "Luo brothers," Fang Shu's sinews, bones, and vital blood flowed even more smoothly. His cultivation had risen a total of three points. Though it was not much, it was clearly better than arduous cultivation.

And this was only what Fang Shu had gained from his own insights into the spell battle. Aside from those small realizations, he had also earned fifty thousand talisman coins as payment for assisting in the fight. He could use them to buy pills and the like in the market, aiding his cultivation.

Exchanging blows and sparring with others does have a certain flavor to it, Fang Shu mused.

But though he had tasted its sweetness, he no longer had any desire to involve himself in such matters. Even if Hall Master Du sent him again, he would push back against her or claim illness and withdraw.

After all, this time he had openly and fairly fought others in the market, yet still encountered the Luo brothers trying to scam him. Luo Dalang had even revealed Third Tribulation cultivation.

Though Fang Shu had successfully severed the other man's head, the risk involved had already been considerable.

If he went through such things a few more times, one who often walked by the river could hardly avoid getting his shoes wet. Sooner or later, someone might set their sights on him.

As he sorted through his thoughts, he silently told himself, *I came to