After their relationship won the approval of their elders, Wharton threw himself into a frenzy of training. Every day, he rose before dawn and trained until midnight before going to bed. He even sought out Wangcai specifically to ask for special lightning-strike training.
After breaking through to the Saint level, Wangcai had gained finer control over his strength. He struck right at Wharton's limit, with just enough force to leave him dazed without damaging his brain. Wharton howled under his electric shocks, but came back all the same the next day.
Three years. Within three years, Wharton successfully broke through to become a ninth-level warrior, reaching the Saint level after transforming. His transformed body was covered in blue-green scales and had grown another size larger. Standing two and a half meters tall, he looked like a small mountain. He hovered in the air while Bob watched from beside him. Bob nodded without saying a word, but his eyes were full of satisfaction.
January 1, Year 10013 of the Yulan Calendar, the day of the Yulan Festival.
It was also the tenth anniversary of the founding of the Xunzhen Republic Empire. Preparations in the main city had begun a month earlier. The streets had been swept three times, the walls repainted, and the stone slabs in the square replaced. Victor personally oversaw the progress, making a round every day to check what was missing.
Mia turned twenty that year. A month before the new year, she had successfully crossed the threshold of a Level Seven Mage, becoming a dual-element Level Seven Mage of wind and water. Even in the history of the Yulan Continent, her speed ranked among the best. She owed her rapid breakthrough to Loa's Wind World scroll painting.
It was a cultivation resource unique to the Xunzhen Republic