บท 116: What Is He Refining?

Despite the ridicules of the crowd, Su Zimo remained expressionless. As if he had not heard anything, he walked straight to the Weapon Refinement Hall.

As he had spent three months on Array Peak and placed much effort into learning about sword formations, Su Zimo's cultivation had not reached his expected Level 9 Qi Condensation.

But of course, there were still a couple more days before his final battle with Feng Haoyu.

If Su Zimo were to seize the chance to cultivate during the few days, he would have a chance to reach Level 9 Qi Condensation.

"Bro, good luck!"

Little fatty's voice rang out from the crowd as he thumped his fist towards Su Zimo.

Smiling, Su Zimo nodded his head and entered the Weapon Refinement Hall.

Within the hall, Xue Yi and the others nodded their heads to greet Su Zimo.