Under Jiang Jiamian's 'meticulous guidance' and Fu Xin's agonizingly long days, nearly a month had passed before either of them knew it.
Fu Xin, who had initially harbored some doubts about Jiang Jiamian's intentions, had finally put them aside. Now, he could easily carry two huge rocks from the top of the mountain to the bottom before climbing back up the steep stone steps. His master really was training him and pushing him to improve.
Although he still hadn't begun cultivating, his physical abilities had improved tremendously.
He even had a feeling that, based on his current explosive power alone, he might be able to put up a fight against someone who had just entered the path of cultivation, for example, someone in the early Qi Refining stage.
"Remember what I taught you: remain calm and composed."
