Shi Qingyue had gone into seclusion again. Liu Yunche had only just learned of it. By the time Shi Qingyue emerged, he would have reached the Flesh-Tempering Silver Muscle level, only one step from Tendon Forging.
Liu Yunche had never imagined cultivation could advance so quickly.
But when he counted it up, the resources the two of them had consumed would have been enough to raise more than five Tendon Forging warriors.
Yet those resources had only brought the two of them close to Tendon Forging. They were trading resources for time, all for that final leap at the Hidden Dragon Gathering.
Liu Yunche would not let his father's support go to waste. He would not squander this golden opportunity, and least of all would he fail himself.
As the saying went:
A golden-scaled fish was never meant for a pond; when it met wind and clouds, it became a dragon.
After finishing his cultivation, Liu Yunche turned his gaze to the status panel.
[Cultivation: Flesh-Tempering Copper Muscle Realm (89/100)] [Martial arts: Thunderclap Saber Art (mastery: 1103/3000), Eight Steps Chasing Cicada (minor mastery: 560/1000), Dragon-Imprisoning Stance—Skin-Locking Method (minor mastery: 821/1000)]
Of late, Liu Yunche had made the fastest progress with the Dragon-Imprisoning Stance. Nourished by potent medicines, practicing the stance had become much easier.
"At this rate, I'll break through again in three days at the latest."
Liu Yunche smiled. "I hope Qing Yue won't be too surprised..."
In a private room on the third floor of the Cherished Water Pavilion, a banquet was in full swing.
A young man in a yellow robe, a vertical eye embroidered on his chest, stood and raised his cup to a youth. "Brother Wang, a toast to you."
Wang Beichuan's lips curved upward. He raised his cup in reply from