My Goal Is The Infinite Ocean

The cottage where Han Fei was living had become a forbidden area and even the village leader couldn't be within a kilometer of it.

Seven days later.

The sunset had almost set.

In Han Fei's small courtyard, Tang Ge was panting and sweating with his hands on his knees.

Tang Ge was soaked with sweat but laughed. "I've finally completed the 108 stances at once."

He Xiaoyu was still practicing the 96th stance and her hair was muddled by sweat, but she still asked persistently, "Tang Ge, how much has your upper limit increased?"

Tang Ge felt it and said, "I'm not sure, but now it seems to stop at 299 points and can't be increased anymore."

He Xiaoyu immediately exclaimed, "Wow, 299 points? That's so high! Is a level-nine fisher's affordability for spiritual energy so high? Mine seems to be only 199 points, but I feel it can still be increased as long as I complete all the 108 stances at once. Han Fei, how about you?"