The next morning, in Zheng-Fu's bedroom...
Whooosh!!!
Whoooooooosh!!!
Boooooooom!!!
Whoooosh!!!
“I finally managed to advance to the eighth level of the Heavenly Root stage! And it seems that the effect of the first Variable Heaven Dew Divine Pill that I took has run out. If it had been someone else, the level would have increased even more. But this is all that's good for me. But how am I going to decide on the annual maneuver to be held? If I join, I don't know what problems will arise. Problems always come to me!”
After Zheng-Fu spent all night absorbing the remaining energy of the Variable Heaven Dew Divine Pill he had consumed, finally, its energy ran out, with his energy level rising to the eighth level of the Heavenly Root stage. And the number of his Heavenly Core Pillars had already increased to eighty-five pillars. But the issue that Zheng-Fu was pondering and hesitating about was this year's annual maneuver.