Surviving In A Martial Arts World To Become A Saint

After cultivating for two hours, Chen Qing opened his eyes.

Within his elixir field, the Golden Core rotated slowly, its purple-gold sheen a few degrees richer than the previous days.

He gathered the three completed jade slips from the table into his sleeve, rose, pushed open the meditation room's door, and walked downstairs.

In the ground floor hall, Su Wan was sitting behind the counter reading through a thick volume. Hearing footsteps, she raised her head.

"Done inscribing?"

"Three slips." Chen Qing placed the jade slips on the counter. "Two minor divine abilities, one major divine ability."

Su Wan picked up the slips and checked through each one roughly. "Good, I'll pass them on to Overseer Li."

Chen Qing cupped his fists. "I trouble you."

"We know each other so well now, no need for formality." Su Wan said with a wave of her hand and a smile.