Over the next few days, Zhang Ping spent his days at Iron Soul learning about ore distribution under Qiu Qiang’s guidance, and the first half of his nights training at Beastlord Punch Gym alongside Wang Jieming.

In the latter half of the night, he donned a black trench coat he had purchased, shrouded himself in Nether Mist, and wandered the streets. Drunkards and vagrants who encountered him inadvertently offered him a steady stream of fear.

He wasn’t ...