7 Minutes 38 Seconds!!!

After An Xiaotong left, Bai Ye trained alone. Though he was usually carefree and unserious, when it was time to work hard, he put in more effort than most people.

Because only by working hard to grow stronger could he save time!

During the week An Xiaotong had been playing for him, he had seemed to be slacking off, but in truth, he had not been idle at all. He had constantly been using An Xiaotong's body to train [Armor] and [Feather].

Ordinary people needed a year to master [Armor] and [Feather], while he had done it in just one week. It was practically cheating.

His cheat was An Xiaotong!

With 19,800 Blood Qi backing him, he could waste Blood Qi recklessly while training.

It was like coursework that took an elementary school student six years to finish—an adult with a normal mind would not even need a year.

Compared to [Armor], which shattered at a touch, Bai Ye had achieved considerable results with [Feather]. He loved how [Feather] could increase his speed.

When he had fought Tyrant before, if he had known [Feather], he would not have needed to waste a full minute. Thirty seconds would have been enough!

In thirty seconds, he could have rushed in front of Tyrant and finished him off.

Several hours later, Bai Ye dragged his exhausted body back to the villa, but the delight on his face had never faded.

It was not because he had made any breakthrough in Blood Qi Martial Arts, but because of... time!

7 minutes 38 seconds!!!

That astronomical figure made his head spin. He even smiled whenever he passed out each day.

Ever since he had transmigrated, his time had never exceeded five minutes. Now that he suddenly possessed such a huge "fortune," he practically floated as