In response to Bian Yixia's inquiry, Zou Feng answered without hesitation, "Miss, it's like this. My cultivation has been going very smoothly lately, and I feel like I'm very close to the Seventh Grade!"
"So, while I still have this momentum, I want to build up my foundation as quickly as possible and prepare to break through to the Seventh Grade!"
He was, for the most part, telling the truth.
After hearing him, Bian Yixia froze for a moment, then let out a snort of laughter.
"Heh, how long ago did you reach the Eighth Grade? If I recall correctly, it's only been about two months, right?"
"And now you're telling me you're about to reach the Seventh Grade!?" Bian Yixia's reaction was perfectly normal. After all, advancing at such a speed was truly absurd.
Zou Feng simply nodded and said with a wry smile, "Miss, I'm telling the truth..."
He knew she most likely wouldn't believe him, but he couldn't think of a better excuse on the spot.
