Angelia truly couldn't believe it, so she couldn't help but ask again, "You mean your swordsmanship was taught to you by your Master?" "All my skills were taught to me by my Master!" Robin made no attempt to hide it.

This was her pride; she had no reason to conceal it! Good heavens, could it actually be true?! The shock, like an avalanche sweeping through a mountain range a thousand ren high, overwhelmed all living things! Angelia’s stunned expression seemed to give Robin immense satisfaction.

Nothing pleased Robin more than hearing others praise how formidable her Master was! Angelia stood dumbfounded for a long time, unable to recover.

She simply could not accept that such a terrifying Necromancer also possessed such astonishing swordsmanship.

What was even harder to accept was this: a child the same age as Robin could have taught her to be so incredibly skilled! Robin, that little imp, seemed determined to stir the pot.

Angelia was already reeling from the blow, yet Robin continued to pour oil on the fire, saying, "I’m actually not formidable at all; the truly amazing one is my Master.

My Master can defeat me with a single move, barehanded!" Barehanded in one move??? Angelia turned her head toward Robin as if she were a robot, her eyes wide open.

Her mind began to conjure images of Robin’s swift sword techniques being defeated by that young boy's empty-handed strike! This was impossible; it was absolutely impossible! No matter how Angelia tried to imagine it, the situation sounded too utterly sensational! If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Angelia would never, under threat of death, accept this reality! Accepting that Robin's swordsmanship was taught by Zhong Shenxiu was already her limit.

If she were then told that Zhong Shenxiu could defeat Robin barehanded—and in a single move—accepting that would surely cause her complete mental breakdown! Though small in stature, Robin was sharp.

She knew Angelia didn't believe her right now, but she didn't want to waste time explaining.

She simply stated, "My Master is no ordinary person!" Robin was right; her Master was indeed no ordinary person.

He was a genius who had traveled here from another world! Angelia, who was still reeling from the shock, was instantly jolted awake again by Robin's next words. "You want to become stronger, don't you?" Robin looked Angelia up and down, noting her alluring attire, then continued, "That isn't impossible!" Angelia first froze, then joy flooded her face.

Almost without thinking, the words tumbled out, "Really?" Angelia had tried every method and endured every hardship imaginable to increase her strength, but the results were hardly satisfactory.

She knew that in her current state, she still wouldn't be able to defeat Laurent in this year's "Academy Ranking Tournament"! Angelia felt an intense, burning unwillingness.

She could not bear the thought of losing to the same person for two years running.

She could accept being weaker than others, but she absolutely could not tolerate being defeated repeatedly by the same individual! "You want to become strong that badly?" Robin didn't follow up on her own statement but posed another question instead. "Yes!" Angelia answered with unwavering conviction.

The light shining in her eyes could not lie! "Are you willing to endure any hardship to become strong?" Robin stared at Angelia's determined expression for a while before asking again.

In Angelia's expression, Robin unexpectedly saw a reflection of herself.

She, too, had once been this resolute in her desire to grow stronger to aid her Master and avoid being a burden! Perhaps women are inherently capable of feeling a mutual understanding; Robin suddenly felt an urge to help Angelia! "I am willing!" Angelia declared with even greater firmness. "As long as I can become stronger, I will endure any suffering!" Robin’s mood seemed influenced by Angelia’s passion.

She spoke with seriousness and sincerity: "While I cannot teach you swordsmanship, I believe I can help you become a bit stronger!" Angelia's eyes lit up, for she heard a glimmer of hope in Robin's words.

She had witnessed Robin's power; with guidance from such an expert, improvement was almost inevitable! Angelia remained silent, sensing Robin had more to say.

As expected, after a moment of pause, Robin continued, "Be at the exact spot we were just at in the Beast Forest tomorrow morning at five o'clock.

Punctuality is required!" Angelia's eyes shone even brighter.

Fighting the surge of excitement, she inquired, "Do I need to bring anything?" "No, just bring yourself!" Robin replied casually, then shifted the topic abruptly, "Stop following me.

I don't want anyone disturbing my Master!" "I apologize!" Angelia actually offered Robin an apology.

Robin said nothing more and departed! She left Angelia behind, still processing the incredible conversation they had just shared! Meanwhile, Zhong Shenxiu was deep in meditation.

At this moment, he felt endless Spiritual Energy surging through his entire body.

That powerful impact struck directly at his soul, causing him a dizzying sensation.

Fortunately, Zhong Shenxiu practiced the "Xuanwu Jue," the first level of which focused on refining mental power; otherwise, he would certainly have lost consciousness! Although the Spiritual Energy contained within the "Spiritual Milk" was far more potent than Zhong Shenxiu had anticipated, there was no danger of him exploding from absorbing it.

Even if Zhong Shenxiu couldn't fully absorb and refine all that Spiritual Energy, he possessed a unique method to expel the excess harmlessly from his body.

Just as Zhong Shenxiu was diligently absorbing and refining this influx of energy without daring to relax even slightly, a bizarre phenomenon suddenly occurred! Within Zhong Shenxiu's mind, the same illusion he had experienced before reappeared! In a world of pure white, countless varieties of mystical runes danced in the air.

Each rune seemed to convey some hidden meaning, and as the seconds ticked by, these runes were constantly transforming.

Gazing upon them, Zhong Shenxiu felt an overwhelming sensation of being integrated with the very fabric of heaven and earth.

This feeling was profoundly strange, as if he had merged with nature itself, becoming indistinguishable from it! What confused Zhong Shenxiu even more was that although he felt perfectly lucid, he could not sense his physical body! He was clearly refining the Spiritual Energy from the "Spiritual Milk," yet strangely, he could not feel its presence, though he could clearly see it! (What is this strange thing called 'bizarre' in the mortal realm? It must be this!) Watching the Spiritual Energy from the "Spiritual Milk" emit a faint white light, tracing pathways through the major acupuncture points across his body.

Seeing the energy, which resembled a vast lake, gather in his Dantian, swirling without wind, even Zhong Shenxiu’s mind momentarily stalled.

Because this phenomenon indicated one thing: he had somehow already refined all the Spiritual Energy from the "Spiritual Milk"! How was that possible? He had only just entered meditation a short while ago; how could he have refined all the energy already? Before Zhong Shenxiu could even process this thought, another inexplicable event unfolded…