The two parted ways.
Xia qingchen found grudgy, who was drunk, and returned to the snow listening tower to cultivate.
Two days later.
Xia qingchen sat cross-legged on top of the tingxue house, streams of inner strength flowing in and out of his body through his pores.
"I haven't straightened out my inner strength." Xia qingchen mused silently. He could only barely control half of his inner strength.
However, time waited for no one.
Today was the day when a group of senior low-level disciples would be promoted to intermediate disciples.
Xia qingchen arrived at the internal affairs peak.
The internal affairs peak was responsible for the promotion of all disciples.
At the foot of the mountain, Xia qingchen met Li ruxue, who was wearing a silk ink dress.
She had an elegant and gentle temperament, like a pure flower.
"Junior Brother Xia." Li ruxue smiled and beckoned, bringing Xia qingchen to the martial arts practice field at the peak.