Otherwise, the real person of the Nascent Soul would not be so weak.

Ten days passed, and Lin Chao also served as slavery for ten days.

These ten days of life can be considered exhausting.

And his ten days of practice are just the norm.

According to the progress ranking, Lin Chao estimated that among the 100 slavery, he should have squeezed into the top fifty.

This is the result of his hard work.

Zhao Ting's current progress is far beyond his.

For the first time, Lin Chao felt that it was more difficult to be promoted from enslavement to a formal disciple of the Qingxu Sect than to become a god in other worlds.

"But fortunately, I have accumulated a little more talent now." Lin Chao's eyes showed an excited expression.

His strength is weak, he can only add 0.1 points a day, and only 1 point is now.

"Naturally add points, which can be used to break through physical constitution, life, and skills."

Lin Chao has a weak constitution and is so tired that he works every day. He falls asleep after practicing.

Until now, his body is still sore.

If you improve your physical fitness, you will definitely not be tired from working in the future.

As for life... Lin Chao felt that he was still very young.

What he lacks the most now is to become a formal disciple and improve his life.

Finally, Lin Chao added that one attribute point to the Qi Refining Technique.

Suddenly, a special gas flowed through Lin Chao's body.

He felt that his Qi Refining Art had improved a lot.

"I should step into the Qi refining process again."

Lin Chao's eyes were calm.

"It's just... this Qi Refining Art... really doesn't improve its strength?"

Logically speaking, even if he has not broken through to refining Qi, he will have more strength according to this kind of cultivation.

As a result...he has almost no changes.

If there is any change, it means that when the points are added, his will becomes clearer.

"You must become a formal disciple quickly, otherwise you will have no ability to protect yourself."

Lin Chao had learned from Zhao Ting that the cultivation of the Holy Sect is divided into literary and martial arts.

Only formal disciples can practice martial arts.

The next day, Lin Chao was having a meal, and he met Zhao Ting again.

"Oh, do you know that Li Tangxue has successfully refined her energy and has become a formal disciple."

"So fast?" Lin Chao was a little surprised.

Although his physical talent is nothing compared to him in the main world.

But even in Jiuzhou, it can be considered an outstanding talent.

He practiced for ten days and his progress was less than 10%.

As a result, others entered the Qi refining process in ten days.

Is this a big gap?

"There are only nine places left, we have to work hard." Zhao Ting sighed.

The quota is fixed, and Lin Chao also felt a sense of urgency.

"It's a pity that I can only add 0.1 points every day now."

Next to him, Zhao Ting cursed: "The king's dying king must say something about reform and reduce the number of official disciples of the Holy Sect.

Moreover, what is reduced is the holy gate of our south."

Zhao Ting has quite a complaint.

Lin Chao was silent and did not join Zhao Ting to scold him.

After all, he didn't know enough about the world.

In the following days, Lin Chao dragged his body to work every day as usual.

If Grandma Hua didn't go to the kitchen to pick up the leftover food with oil and water that was thrown away for Lin Chao to eat.

Lin Chao suspected that this time he would be exhausted and starved to death.

This start is miserable.

Regarding Grandma Hua, Lin Chao also treated her as his relative.

He knew that Grandma Hua was lonely and had no family.

In the next ten days, four people entered the Qi Refining Realm and became official disciples.

The rest of the slavery also worked harder and more seriously.

Lin Chao breathed a sigh of relief. Now he finally got accumulating another attribute point.

Without thinking, Lin Chao used the attribute point on the Qi Refining Technique.

Suddenly, he felt like there was a jingling mountain spring in his body.

"I...refined my energy?"

Lin Chao broke through and entered the Qi Refining Realm.

However, his brows frowned.

"There is almost no change in the body."

"Even if an adult man comes, you can beat me down."

Lin Chao is just sixteen years old now and is still very weak.

In this chaotic world, there is no ability to protect yourself.

"It seems that I still have to practice martial arts."

The next day, Lin Chao got up very early and changed into a white dress.

He went to have breakfast and then to the office.

The deacon in the office is also the deacon Wang Yun who Lin Chao had met.

When Lin Chao saw Deacon Wang Yun, he politely said, "I have met Deacon."

"What are you here for?" Wang Yun raised his head and glanced at Lin Chao.

"I luckily entered the Qi Refining Realm and wanted to be a formal disciple." Lin Chao said sincerely.

Deacon Wang Yun then glanced at Lin Chao again: "Put your hand on the ink platform."

Wang Yun took out a square, inkstone-like thing.

Lin Chao did not hesitate at all and placed his hand on it.

"Well, Wengong is indeed a Qi Refining Realm.

You are the sixth breakthrough and are qualified to become a formal disciple."

Deacon Wang Yun’s attitude is neither salty nor light.

Formal disciples are nothing to him either.

"Thank you, Deacon."

Soon, Lin Chao got the identity of a formal disciple, and had a waist-baring card and a blue shirt.

"Being a formal disciple does not mean everything is fine.

The path of literary merit requires you to practice well and don’t waste it.” Deacon Wang Yun said next to him.

"Deacon, I heard that in addition to literary skills, there is also martial arts. Can I... practice martial arts?" Lin Chao expressed his doubts.

"Do you want to be a martial artist?" Deacon Wang Yun's attitude was neither salty nor indifferent.

"In troubled times, you should have some self-protection ability to settle down."

When Wang Yun heard this, he smiled on his face: "How do you think your talent is compared to Li Tangxue?"

"Of course, it's far worse." Lin Chao replied.

"You are quite self-aware." Wang Yun continued, "Li Tangxue has a good talent, but she is only considered to be of medium level in Qingxu Sect.

A person's talent is limited, time is limited, and energy is limited.

If Li Tangxue had a fellow practitioner of literary and martial arts, I would have determined that in this life, literary and martial arts would have stopped at the foundation building and martial arts would have stopped at the seventh grade.
To be continued...