You Support A World I Cannot Hold

One month passed with Su Bai spending his days as usual.

Besides going to school and the manor, he would occasionally go to the Blue Moon Cultivation House and his master's place. Of course, he also hung out with Chen Ruoxue.

Whenever he had time, he would train with Yang Zhou and the others to help them improve.

He himself mainly focused on learning theoretical knowledge, various monster illustrations, and fighting methods.

The strength of the evolved Sanctuary Wood Spirit had once again reached the peak of a high-level warlord, and it was not far from breaking through to the commander level. The Little Tyrant was quite unpredictable for Su Bai, however. Despite eating thirty bottles of Purgatory Fire potions out of the prepared fifty, it did not evolve and was still a mid-level warlord.

If it could not break through despite eating all the Purgatory Fire potions, then he would have to wait for the next adventure to collect more.