Spend the Qiu Family's Fortune, Unleash the Strongest Fury

"Hmm..."

Zhang Yang pondered for a moment, nodding repeatedly.

"Hiss..."

Then his eyes widened in shock.

"Brother, congratulations. You've broken through to the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm."

After checking Zhang Daoru's pulse, Zhang Yang cupped his hands in congratulations.

"Really?"

Zhang Daoru cried out in astonishment.

The ancient book Zhang Daoru had obtained described the path of cultivation, but he had only half understood it before. The road of Martial Dao cultivation was long. For an ordinary person, reaching the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm was already an almost supernatural feat.

And now he had risen beyond even that realm. He could barely contain his joy.

"Of course!"

Zhang Daoru's question had two parts: had his own cultivation truly advanced, and was the Martial Dao cultivation described in the book real?

Zhang Yang's answer was yes to both. Zhang Daoru's realm had advanced, and the ancient book's account of cultivation was true.

"There's always a higher heaven and a taller mountain. It's true after all. Sorry for the trouble, brother."

With a sigh, Zhang Daoru rose, clasped his hands behind his back, and paced to the window. Thoughts and emotions surged through him. He truly felt reborn, as though he had shed his old body.

On such a joyous day, nothing could have made him happier.

"Brother, how many did you take?"

Zhang Yang had given Zhang Daoru four Qi-Supplementing Pills.

"Just one."

Of his four pills, Zhang Daoru had sent one to Kyoto for testing and taken one himself. The remaining two were still in his possession, unused for now.

Once Zhang Yang confirmed the result, Zhang Xinzhi and Zhang Xin'ai eyed those two remaining pills hungrily. If the pills worked for Zhang Daoru, they should work for them too.

Zhang Daoru had dreamed of advancing his Martial Dao cultivation.