"Three days later..."
Timothy couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation for this day.
Reaching the Holy Emperor level had its perks—after four hours of intense training, he didn't feel the slightest bit weak.
He felt completely satisfied, his body relaxed and refreshed.
Rolling his shoulders, Timothy got ready to head to the Blooming Sanctuary to send out some important messages.
But as he passed through the plaza in front of the Goddess's statue, his presence immediately caught the attention of several disciples.
"Brother Timothy, where are you off to?"
A few of them glanced around suspiciously before a small group quickly gathered around him.
"I'm under orders from the Goddess to deliver letters to the Blooming Sanctuary and other sects. I won't be overseeing your training today. You can either train on your own or ask Elder Turner for help."