The last day of August.
Jiang Man stood in the courtyard, having concluded his cultivation session.
"I've just filled the first Cultivation Gourd, but I still need to consume an Elixir to advance," Jiang Man said, finding it a pity.
He was completely out of Spiritual Source.
At that moment, Jiang Man could feel that the power contained within his Primordial Spirit had stabilized significantly.
As his Cultivation improved, the pressure from his overwhelmingly powerful Spirit was also gradually easing.
Now, the weight of his spiritual presence alone was enough to firmly suppress a typical cultivator in the Early Stage of Primordial Spirit.
Invincible within the same tier.
Of course, a true genius wasn't just someone invincible within their tier; they also had to advance beyond that Realm quickly.
If you couldn't leave that Realm, you couldn't be called a genius.
"Master, when can we stop eating grass?" the Tengu asked, trotting up to Jiang Man's side.
