It was a long time before the miserable screaming in the forest finally stopped.

Within it, three figures darted back and forth, avoiding the strikes from a bamboo stick again and again.

Continuing this further was meaningless. Mi Li tossed the bamboo stick aside with a satisfied expression. “Not bad, kid! You managed to split into three copies quite quickly. I expected it to take you at least a few weeks.”

Zu An gave her a disbelieving look.

Excuse me?!

Did you plan on beating my ass for that long?

Mi Li realized she’d slipped up when she saw his furious expression. She said guiltily, “How else could you learn how to split into three copies that quickly?”

Zu An mulled over her words. They did make some sense. The result of it was good at least, although he was still aching all over.

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