The golden spirit core quietly floated in his dantian. If one looked closely at this egg-sized spirit core, one could see a layer of blue and white frost around it.

As more spirit force gathered in his spirit core, Zhao Jiuge felt it condense a bit. He believed that once it absorbed enough spirit force, it would break and his nascent soul would appear from within.

Whenever Zhao Jiuge saw his spirit core, he wondered if his teacher had found a method to improve it. Whenever he thought about this, he felt himself burn with passion. Who wouldn’t want their own strength to improve?

The night passed while Zhao Jiuge cultivated and thought about random nonsense. Because he was going to study the sword art tomorrow, he didn’t even think about it right now.

When the first ray of sunlight shined down through the bamboo forest, Elder Waning Moon awakened Zhao Jiuge from his cultivation. Her tender and caring expression was gone and a stern expression had taken its place.

“Let’s go, it's time to cultivate inside the bamboo forest. As for how far you can progress in three months, it will be up to you. I’ll also teach you the third layer of the sword art today....