After the Fengshen departed for the Ancient Yanhuang Relic, it became exceptionally quiet.
Qin Feng busied himself playing coachman.
The pairs of Huan Tian Godfolk busied themselves flaunting their affection.
Li Tianming and Li Qingyu busied themselves cultivating with their Stellar Sea-grade order.
With so little time, they did not yet dare absorb derivative ruins.
Weisheng Moran directly digested those childlike orders instead. Her efficiency grew faster and faster, even surpassing the speed of derivative ruins. Now that they had settled down to cultivate without having to rush about, only ten days had passed, yet she broke through two levels in succession. In terms of cultivation, she caught up to Li Tianming and his sister, likewise reaching the Third Derivative Realm.
"That works too?"
Li Tianming looked at the "little girl" who had grown to his waist, his face full of speechlessness.
She had always been the weakest one!
But now, when she encountered Huan Tian Godfolk Eonic Gods, she transformed in a flash into the one breaking through most ferociously.
Zi Zhen still had to wait for derivative ruins, while she simply ate members of her own clan!
"At this rate, before long, the barriers of her and her sisters will be pressing down on your head..." Yinghuo said coquettishly by Li Tianming's ear, eyes wide with astonishment.
"Ahem, it's fine."
Li Tianming was not about to become insecure.
"After all, our foundation is solid!" he thought to himself.
"That's the only way you know to comfort yourself." White Night saw through his thoughts and mocked him mercilessly.
"Die!" White Ling climbed onto its back again, and the two kept fighting furiously in Li Tianming's mind.
"What comfort? If she's strong, then I'm strong. Being able to live off the soft rice of infinitely many old ladies is a