「Morning.」
The weather was great. Whether it was because he'd grown accustomed to it or for some other reason, the foul smell in the air seemed to have lessened considerably. Wang Ping awoke from his meditative state and glanced at the glowing status panel. His proficiency with the Spirit Communication Talisman had reached (26/100).
'The progress is incredibly fast. At this rate, I can perfect it in three more months at most. Then I'll be able to enter seclusion and break through to the next realm.'
Stepping out of his tent, he found the camp bustling with activity. A group of disciples had set up a large iron cauldron in the center of the camp, and the distinct aroma of cooking meat wafted over.
"Master!" Liu Shuang was standing right at the entrance to his tent. She had stood guard all night, following Wang Ping's orders from the previous evening.
"That's enough. You can go join the others."
