Zhao Xiyan, upon hearing the good news, seemed to have forgotten about her tiff with Chen Ming and excitedly celebrated by drinking with him.
After a few drinks, Zhao Xiyan's fair and delicate cheeks blushed lightly, her eyes sparkling like stars, "Brother Chen, what are your plans after breaking through to the Sixth Grade?"
Chen Ming saw her question and responded boldly, "I've already decided to challenge the masters in Qingfeng City to sharpen my saber technique."
"This—"
Zhao Xiyan hesitated and gently suggested, "You just broke through to the Sixth Grade and your cultivation is still shallow. Maybe you should consolidate it first."
The implication was that challenging fellow elites with such shallow skills would only invite humiliation.
Chen Ming said enthusiastically, "Time waits for no one. You know I wasn't born into a renowned sect; to progress, I must learn from various masters to climb to greater heights."
