「Several days later, at dawn.」
Fang Han pushed open the wooden door of Room C-7 and took a deep breath of the fresh, dew-kissed morning air.
After several days of consolidation and adaptation, his realm at the Early Stage of Eighth Grade had completely stabilized. His surging Inner Qi and strength were now under his perfect control, circulating harmoniously.
His gaze was serene, and his steps were steady as he walked out of his room, heading toward the White Jade Plaza at the center of the Sub-Branch.
Along the way, he passed disciples who were up early for Cultivation or heading to the dining hall.
Upon seeing Fang Han, most of them still subconsciously averted their gazes. Some turned slightly away, while others quickened their pace. The silent sense of alienation had not diminished with the passage of time.
