The Xiao Family estate, where Xiao Yan lived. Ever since he had become the Xiao Family's laughingstock, he had not fit in with the others and had chosen a small courtyard on the edge of the grounds, so there was no one to disturb him.
Xiao Yan was happy for the peace and quiet. He immersed himself in cultivation, feeling himself improve every single time, and he felt no boredom whatsoever.
He had discovered that ever since he had formed a master-disciple bond with Master Yao a month ago, it was as if his life had gone into easy mode. That feeling of growing stronger at extreme speed had once only appeared in his dreams, and for a time, it even made him feel as though he had been planted inside a dream.
This feeling of growing stronger was something one only knew to treasure after losing it. Having lost and regained it, Xiao Yan found extraordinary joy in every cultivation session, and he cherished this chance to grow stronger all the more.
Only...
"Teacher, it's only been a month, and I already owe a huge debt. What am I supposed to do?"
In the wooden basin, Xiao Yan drew the final wisp of airflow into his body. His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a moment later, his pitch-black eyes suddenly opened. Then he looked into the wooden basin. Sure enough, it was already as clear as spring water. He could not help feeling a headache coming on and began to complain.
Perhaps it was because he had cultivated diligently without stopping for three years, or perhaps Yao Chen was truly effective. In any case, only three days after that day, he broke through to the Fourth Stage, and a few days ago, he broke through again!
This terrifying breakthrough speed