Half a Month Later—
Chirp!
Chirp!
The sun hung high in the afternoon sky, its golden rays casting long shadows over the bustling Outer Sect.
Birds flitted between trees, their songs blending into the distant hum of disciples engaged in sparring, gossiping, sharing meals, and tending to their daily tasks.
But amidst this ordinary afternoon, unusual sounds echoed from the training ground of a particular abode—
"HAAH…!"
"HUFF~"
"HAAHH…!"
Sweat dripped onto the wooden floor, forming small puddles beneath the figure of a young man, his muscles straining with each movement.
"9945!"
"HAHH—"
"9946!"
His breath came in ragged gasps, his arms trembling slightly, yet his determination never wavered.
"9968!"
"9969!"
His pace quickened, a surge of willpower igniting his final push.
"9999!"
And then—
"10,000!"
With a final exertion, he collapsed onto the ground, his chest heaving from the relentless push-ups as he gazed up at the endless expanse of sky.
