Fan Zhizhou was still narrating his experiences in Tianchang City at this moment.
In order to cultivate, he joined a meditation chamber and spent over three million in total, almost throwing all the money Li Yi had given him into it. Yet in a modern city, being without money means you can hardly take a step, and this marked the true beginning of Fan Zhizhou's nightmare.
"Damn it, I drank three bottles of cultivation water and still failed to embark on the path of cultivation. Is my aptitude really that poor, Fan Zhizhou? Those who started cultivating at the same time as me have begun their journey. Even though they're not progressing quickly, I can feel them transforming day by day, and it won't be long before they surpass me in strength."
"Once an ordinary person begins cultivating, they can quickly surpass my twenty years of arduous effort. Mr. Li, you're right, the strong in this world are indeed numerous as fish swimming across the river."
