Although quite a few young cultivators had improved their cultivation over this period after drawing inspiration from the demonstration of the Dao,
compared to his rocket-like speed, they were truly insignificant by comparison.
Even first-rate geniuses like He Shenglai, Su Lingyun, and Xiao Yize had never progressed with such outrageous efficiency at this stage back then.
This forced Yang Lingrui to begin suppressing his cultivation progress, lest its exposure prove too shocking and bring trouble upon himself and the Yang Family.
But if he broke through with the Enlightenment Stone, then everything would make sense.
That was why Yang Lingrui was so eager to begin the trip to the academy as soon as possible.
On the night before their departure, Zi He came to visit him in his cave residence.
Key figures on He Shenglai's level had dedicated places to stay within the imperial capital.
The rest of them had been scattered among several scenic mountain peaks.
"What's been wrong with you these past few days? Your face keeps going pale, then red, and the spiritual power in your body is surging up and down."
Zi He cultivated an ocular art. He had noticed the abnormality Yang Lingrui was concealing and thought something had gone wrong with his cultivation.
"Mm..."
Yang Lingrui pondered briefly. "I'm about to break through again."
"Huh?"
Startled, Zi He reached out skeptically and placed a hand on his wrist.
"Holy shit! You're really about to reach the ninth level! Don't tell me you've been secretly cultivating some demonic art behind everyone's backs?!"
"Sigh... It can't be helped. Geniuses have the troubles of geniuses too. You probably wouldn't understand."
Yang Lingrui spread his hands with a helpless look.
"I don't know whether geniuses have troubles, but with that foul attitude of yours, I really want to