The Conspiracy Emerges, the Li Family of the Prefectural City

Leaning against the stone wall.

Su Xinghe took Little White Bat from his robes and examined him.

Ever since the little fellow swallowed that Blood Pill, he had fallen into slumber again.

Watching Little White Bat sleep soundly, he felt that there would be no need to feed him today either.

He carefully tucked him back into his robes and began circulating the power of Qi-Blood within his body.

Within the Consciousness Space,

A silver little figure stumbled through a demonstration of the fist art.

An hour later.

After two failures, the familiar prompt appeared in his mind.

"Diligence Makes Up for Dullness, a hundred practices a day."

"'Spirit Ape Myriad Transformations,' experience +1."

Su Xinghe looked at the progress bar for his martial realm.

Although "Spirit Ape Myriad Transformations" had regressed to the Hall-Entering level, the bone-forging effect brought by the Grade-Eight True Art was thirty percent stronger than that of the Ninth-Rank "Golden Ape Earth-Splitting Art."

Thus, the progress was only twenty percent short.

As long as he continued his efforts and raised the proficiency of "Spirit Ape Myriad Transformations" to Perfect Mastery, then with the three silver little figures in his mind, the Grade-Eight True Art could achieve an additional ninety percent efficiency.

The sound of Sword Qi slicing through the air reached his ears. Little Beggar had already begun practicing his swordsmanship.

Though he was small, his sword strikes were not slow at all. They quite suited the faint artistic conception of this sword art, which emphasized high agility and high attack power.

Even though he had only been initiated for a few days, he already displayed combat strength far beyond that of ordinary gang disciples. After reaching Inner Tempering, he would probably be able to trade blows with a Lower Ninth Rank fighter.

Still, Su