Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was December.
In another month, the third-year disciples of the Spirit Dao Institute would go their separate ways.
Most would choose a path to specialize in based on their practiced arts: Alchemy, talisman crafting, Spirit Plant cultivation, beast taming… and so on.
They would earn Spirit Stones and merit points to support their cultivation.
Some disciples from the local province had an additional option: to return and rely on their families.
Zhao Lin was also contemplating his own future.
He had reached Minor Achievement in the art of Arrays, but if he were to make a career of it, he'd have to start as an apprentice. The meager salary would never be enough to support his goal of reaching Foundation Establishment before the age of forty.
And that didn't even account for his Spirit Cultivation Map, which required vast quantities of Spirit Stones to advance his proficiency in Magic.
