For the next two days, the rain never stopped.
Qin Yu used cultivation as an excuse to avoid speaking much.
Shui Ziming watched him refine the medicinal power in his body and cultivate. Seeing his rapid progress, Shui Ziming was happy for him.
"On this trip, not only did you not fall behind in your cultivation, you actually made great progress. The sect's assessment will certainly be no problem for you."
The young girl was also diligent. These past few days, she rarely rested, spending most of her time in meditation.
Neither of them had a lazy bone in their body.
It was a rare occasion for a senior brother from the sect to visit, and one who loved to teach, at that.
Bai Mo certainly wasn't going to let such an opportunity pass him by.
Ever since Bai Mo brought up his first question about the path of cultivation, Shui Ziming hadn't stopped talking.
He had walked the traditional path of cultivation, one steady step at a time, building a solid foundation.
