After finishing his noodles, Li Qian didn't linger. He went straight back to his dorm apartment in Xianya Garden.
Back in his dorm, without a moment's rest, he immediately sat cross-legged on his bed and began to meditate.
Time slowly trickled by. Before long, a layer of fine sweat beads appeared on Li Qian's forehead.
Back when he broke through from Ordinary Level to Elite Level, he had barely felt a thing. Everything was natural, a matter of course.
This time, however, the situation was completely different. While in Meditation, Li Qian could already feel a hint of pressure.
This also proved that, setting aside the factor of his Golden Finger, his true talent wasn't actually that high—at least not when it came to cultivation.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Li Qian's eyes snapped open, and he let out a long, powerful exhale.
He glanced at the time. Six hours had passed. It was now two in the morning.
