Ning Zhuo couldn't help but look up and sigh: "No wonder I've been making slow progress in the Demon Skill."
"The biggest reason is actually that this cultivation technique itself is quite complex, far beyond the other two techniques."
This discovery undoubtedly disrupted Ning Zhuo's plans.
"Let's not think about these right now." He hadn't been in such a poor state for quite some time.
Just going over a few things made him feel a strong sense of fatigue again, with overwhelming drowsiness constantly attacking. Generating thoughts in the Upper Dantian of the Divine Sea became rare and difficult.
Just as Ning Zhuo was drifting into sleep, Ban Ji was raging in his cave mansion.
He had just learned that Ning Zhuo had won the top spot in another Xingyun Trial.
"What on earth are you four doing?"
"Taking my heavy payments and not doing your job?"
"Letting Ning Zhuo parade around so ostentatiously, winning the top spot again?"
