Before long, Asher's three hours vanished once again right before his very eyes, the door to the basic lightning training chamber hissing open as its mechanisms disengaged. Without hesitation, and with a quiet sigh escaping his lips, he headed toward the exit with light, measured steps, his mind occupied by everything that had happened over the past eight hours.
He had spent two full hours on normal cultivation, followed by another six hours dedicated entirely to lightning training, pushing himself without restraint.
Within those eight hours alone, his combat strength had skyrocketed to an almost insane degree. The thought alone was enough to draw a faint smile to his face, one that lingered for a moment before fading as his focus returned to the present.
'What is the time, system?' Asher asked his ever-loyal clock.
[5:37 p.m, Host]
