The moment he saw Niu Dali.
Qin Shujian habitually examined him with his Dharma Eye.
Just as Niu Dali's hair stood on end.
He slowly withdrew his gaze.
Very good!
Divine Martial third level!
His cultivation had risen so quickly that the surge of spiritual energy from the Earth Spirit Race's secret realm must have played a part.
However.
Even so.
Qin Shujian could not help feeling shocked.
How long had it been?
He had already broken through another two minor stages.
And.
These were no ordinary minor stages, but minor stages of the Divine Martial realm.
Qin Shujian felt that, given a few more years, Niu Dali might become a Heavenly Being without ever leaving the spot.
He had confirmed it with the Godslayer Saber time and again.
Niu Dali was not a reincarnated powerhouse, but possessed the bloodline of one.
Yet even now.
Qin Shujian had not sensed what sort of bloodline Niu Dali possessed.
"Elder Niu, your cultivation has advanced again. Congratulations."
His voice carried a faintly unsettling undertone.
At his words.
Niu Dali smiled guilelessly. "You flatter me, Qin Emperor. A while ago, a whole lot of spiritual energy suddenly rushed over, so I absorbed some while I was at it. Somehow, I broke through."
To be honest.
He cared less and less about whether his cultivation advanced.
It had been different at first.
Niu Dali had taken his cultivation quite seriously.
But.
Once he began breaking through in his sleep, he stopped caring much about how high or low his realm was.
High or low, either way.
It did not interfere with his sleep.
Besides.
Even if he grew stronger, he would still be no match for the Qin Emperor before him.
Since he was no match.
What was the point of improving his cultivation?