—There's also something else. Body cultivation.
Michael perked up at that.
—While qi cultivators refined energy, body cultivators refined flesh. They turned their muscles into steel, bones into jade, skin into armor. They could walk through fire, tear apart giants, or survive fatal wounds.
—Then there's professions too. Pill Refiners. Formation Masters. Array Carvers. Spirit Talisman Makers. Alchemists.
Michael's brow twitched.
Alchemists.
He suddenly thought of someone from his past—someone with a strange class. A classmate.
Mia.
Her class had been exactly that—Alchemist.
And now, it seemed likely that it was related to this world.
If that were true… then her class should be quite powerful.
Michael couldn't help but think of her—Mia—and wonder how she was faring in the ongoing college exams.
Had she already reached Rank 2? And if so… how far into it was she?
He doubted she was stronger than him.
But if she was—
She was a different kind of monster.
