This is something that both Fan Hongjiao and Wu Shidao agree on; Wang Yue's cultivation speed is indeed a bit slow. If this kid can't break through to the Third Level this year, Master won't blame Wang Yue, but will blame the two of us.
We need to give this kid some stimulus!
After Fan Hongjiao finished speaking, they heard a sound like bellows coming faintly from the crevice. About the time it takes to burn an incense stick later, a shadow finally climbed up with difficulty. Wang Yue's lips were cracked, his whole body was drenched in sweat, and there was a strange whistling sound, as if a whistle had been stuffed into his throat from time to time.
Once Wang Yue climbed up, he immediately grabbed Fan Hongjiao's foot nearby. Looking at Wang Yue's half-dead state, Fan Hongjiao stretched out and pulled up the corpse of the Two-legged Frenzied Python that was hanging behind Wang Yue.
