Refining his Spirit.
His Cultivation had hit a bottleneck, and breaking through wouldn't be easy.
The others were stunned to see Jiang Man cultivating.
Someone with high Talent was working even harder than they were.
They felt pressured to give up even the briefest moments of rest.
There was simply no time to rest.
After all, the moment they tried to relax, the image of Jiang Man cultivating would pop into their minds.
「Late that night.」
Yan Yiqiu announced the list of participants for the Third Courtyard's assessment.
Jiang Man, Zhuo Bufan, Zhao Yaoyao, Lin Qingshan, and Wei Beichuan.
Cao Cheng had missed the cut by a single point.
An Rong breathed a sigh of relief. "That was close. I almost got left behind."
Cao Cheng glared daggers at An Rong.
He then took out a notebook and wrote down An Rong's name.
Kicking him while he was down.
An Rong was speechless. "..."
