Chen Zhezhe was progressing through the nine steps of the Nascent Soul stage at a glacial pace. Everyone knew that in normal circumstances, it was impossible to compress over a decade of cultivation into a single week; it was much like a last-minute cram session before an exam—the effect was inevitably limited.
His mind was being force-fed a massive amount of information, which he was suddenly having to process bit by bit.
"I feel like my brain is about to explode," Chen Zhezhe said with a wry smile.
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