It took an hour for Tang Ling to complete a few circulations as instructed by the manual. It was like a motor, brand-new, it was difficult to start but with time, it would be easier. With these few circulations, the process of passively regenerating qi commenced. Although tiny, it signified that he officially reached Limited Earth and could practice the secret arts of Wandering.
But his game time almost reached its end and night crept the sky and the supervisor noticed it and clapped his hand.
"This is the end of the session. Return to your rooms."
A disciple asked out of confusion: "Room ?"
"Yes. Choose any of the back rooms, these are reserved for affiliated members of our sect."
The disciples hearing that it was the end, scrambled to finish their last circulations and find a suitab
