Qin Wentian’s Ambitions

To Qin Wentian, this period of three months was like taking a good, long nap.

In the ranking battle, he broke through to the ninth level of Yuanfu and following the repeated battles, his foundation at the ninth level grew increasingly stable.

And now, another three months passed. The three Yuanfu receptacles in Qin Wentian’s body were brimming with astral energy, to the extent of almost overflowing.

Qin Wentian laid down on the arena platform, sleeping quietly. Above him, the light emitted from the true spirit of the formation world cascaded down onto his body.

In the middle of the air, Little Rascal was there as well. Its body shone with golden light as its mouth moved unceasingly as though chewing on something. It appeared to be devouring the star light. After it had eaten its fill, it returned back to the platform, lying beside Qin Wentian, peacefully accompanying him in sleep.