Strike! Sharp Power!
Strike! Rotational Power!
Strike! Explosive Power!
Another new day, after practicing swordsmanship, Ling Feng picked up the rusty ax and carried the heavy black pot, starting to busy himself.
At this time, most people were still in their dreams, like Yeu Junyao, that woman.
Though they lived under the same roof, she rarely saw Ling Feng most days.
Perhaps influenced by Ling Feng's almost mad cultivation, Yeu Junyao also began to become diligent.
Since she broke through to the Saint Level, she had become quite lax in cultivation; after all, reaching the Saint Level at her age meant she was undoubtedly above average even among peers in the Jiuli Divine Race.
Thus, she felt somewhat complacent, given that breakthroughs after the Saint Level are not easy and require a lot of time, she began to let herself go.
However, after arriving at Evil Valley, she realized that she was the weakest, and influenced by Ling Feng, finally decided to work hard.
