Three months later, Bai Qiuran dragged Tang Ruowei out of the training room from the morning.
The girl’s hair was disturbed, her eyes were covered with eye bags, her clothes were soaked with sweat. Obviously, she either got up very early or simply didn’t sleep all night.
When Bai Qiuran dragged her out of the training room, she still complained:
“Master, what did you do? Why bother me when I’m practicing?”
“You are so addicted to practicing and unable to extricate yourself … If Jue Yunzi had the same perseverance as you, he may now have ascended to Immortal Realm.”
Bai Qiuran sighed:
“Okay, come with me, you can’t complete this body-forging in one day, so don’t worry too much.”
“Master, where are you taking me?”
Tang Ruowei muttered, and she still seemed to be thinking about the godly technique that could help her change her fate.
“Take you to your future practice site, and teach you the method of cultivation.”
Bai Qiuran raised his eyebrows and said:
“If you continue to practice like this, your lifespan will run out, what’s the use of learning to change your body? Aren’t you going to bring the pair of big, white, and soft breasts to the coffin?”
Tang Ruowei realized he was right, so she stopped talking, and followed Bai Qiuran honestly, passed a stone bridge which was just built last night, and came to the peak of the black stone mountain.
“The mountain has not been polished yet, so I will teach you while polishing it.”