So he not only didn't hide his qualifications, but even bragged a little.
Exaggerated a bit.
Sun Wutian's eyes had already become like copper bells: "Slow?"
Without using any resources for rapid cultivation, just practicing like this, occasionally taking some elixir pills for support, advancing by a grade every twenty to thirty days?
You call that slow!?
Sun Wutian coughed and said, "From when you started cultivating till now, how long has it been?"
"Last April, I breached the samurai level... Last year entered Baiyun Martial Academy; now... November..."
Fang Che calculated a bit and said, "Almost two years."
Almost two years!
Sun Wutian breathed heavily twice, then squeezed one last breath deep in his belly, and said slowly: "Indeed... it is a bit slow."
But in his mind, he wanted to slap himself twice.
Even though I am an old demon, saying such a cultivation speed is slow indeed feels a bit lacking in conscience.
