At this point, Su Qing had already cultivated halfway to the Mastery Level.
He felt his meridians could now handle ten Grand Circulations of Cultivation a day with no problem.
He had no idea that a single trip outside had gotten him targeted.
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Late at night.
Su Qing was still in the middle of his Cultivation.
The faint sounds of footsteps and breathing came from outside.
Su Qing noticed them.
Then, silence.
'That's not right.'
'It might be plausible if they were just passing by.'
'The left?'
Sensing the sound of breathing, Su Qing glanced toward the window on the left side of the house.
After a moment's thought, Su Qing braced his feet with Spiritual Qi and launched himself forward with a single push.
He was silent, yet swift.
The cost was half of Su Qing's Spiritual Qi, just to nullify the sound of that single push.
Without hesitation, Su Qing's left hand formed a claw, as if to seize a Dragon. It shot through the window and clamped around the person's neck.
