Translator: Aran

  Afternoon.

  It was a sunny day.

  In the practice grounds of the first years in White Deer Academy.

  “I would never have thought that you were able to reach the sixth stage of the ordinary martial stage in such a short time. Motherfucker, you little bastard, how were you able to do this?” After inspecting Ye Qingyu’s cultivation when the lesson was finished, the burly teacher could not help but swear.

  “Eh, I just practiced and practiced and t..