Leaving his master's place, Jiang Man felt grateful for his good fortune.
His master treated him fairly well, having at least given him over four thousand Spirit Sources in assistance.
If he took first place later, he could also get a discount.
Although the quantity would remain unchanged, previously he could not get any even by scrambling for them.
Thirty a month would barely be enough.
After returning to his residence, Jiang Man stopped thinking about anything else and devoted himself wholeheartedly to improving.
Seven days later.
Jiang Man felt a new visualization star light up inside his body.
Though its light was faint, it carried powerful spiritual strength.
It sharpened his perception while also making his control over his body's strength increasingly precise.
The sixth level of spirit.
With seven days still remaining, Jiang Man did not slack off in the slightest and continued consolidating his cultivation.
Then he familiarized himself with his current state.
Especially the True Martial Art.
To test it better, he sought out Fang Yong.
"You want me to be your sparring partner?"
Hearing Jiang Man's words, Fang Yong froze. "How many points do you have, and how many do I have?"
"My score is inflated by Auxiliary Cultivation. It doesn't count," Jiang Man said.
The score that truly represented combat strength was four hundred points.
Of course, those two hundred supplementary points could also introduce variables in actual combat.
Some used Formation Arts to steer people around, while others used pills to poison people during contests.
Such cases were everywhere.
But none of these could be used in a spar.
They did not count.
"Don't worry. You just need to do everything you can to interrupt my spellcasting. You don't want me to be unpracticed with my spell arts during the annual assessment, do