Dark Alliance

Yang Sheng calculated the time. There were only ten days left until the Martial Arts Entrance Exam.

If he could successfully break through and enter the Dark Force level within the next two days,

then he would have a chance to enter seclusion for a week.

For other students, people like Wang Chao and Li Yan, one day of secluded training was equivalent to three or five days of ordinary cultivation.

This Death Seclusion was a miniature version of the Martial God Soul.

Its main purpose was to let these Dark Force experts push themselves further.

It could increase cultivation efficiency by three to five times.

Ordinary people could raise their efficiency by three to five times, but for Yang Sheng...

He had a sufficiently large foundation!

The Martial God Soul could grant him at least a hundred times the cultivation efficiency. With that hundredfold efficiency piled on top,

Death Seclusion became exceptionally cost-effective for Yang Sheng.

One day of cultivation during seclusion was equivalent to one or two years of training!

As Yang Sheng walked down the road, he pondered Death Seclusion. Just as he was about to reach home, alarm suddenly rose in his heart.

He turned around and discovered that Guo Rui had been following him from a distance.

Standing at the front door,

Yang Sheng frowned slightly. "Why aren't you going home? What are you following me for?"

Guo Rui clasped her hands behind her back. "I already told you this afternoon. That ten thousand yuan was for today only. You still haven't finished teaching me."

Yang Sheng said, "You have neither the talent for martial arts nor the patience for cultivation. You're not suited to martial arts. I'll return the rest of the money to you."

Guo Rui said, "You really are blockheaded! You still