"Three pieces of good news?" Li Tianming was surprised, then said, "Then tell me quickly. What are they?"
Jiang Feiling smiled faintly, clasped her hands behind her back, and puffed out her chest. "The first piece of good news is that the injuries I suffered last time have mostly recovered, and I've even improved somewhat."
"In other words, you've gotten stronger again?" Li Tianming asked.
"Yes." Jiang Feiling blinked playfully.
Li Tianming clicked his tongue. "That's truly monstrous... For experts of the Heavenly Emperor Sect, advancing even a single realm at the light-year level probably takes an entire lifetime."
"But for you, it's normal." Thinking of her identity as a reborn one, Li Tianming accepted it again.
After all, Jiang Feiling was recovering her strength, and the level she had once reached was countless grades higher than that of the Heavenly Emperor Sect.
Li Tianming asked again, "So, Ling'er, what level have you specifically reached now?"
"Not much. Just a five-light-year divine body." Jiang Feiling smiled sweetly.
"Just?" Li Tianming's eyes widened. "Ling'er, you've learned to be bad too!"
He had originally thought that two or three light-years would already be an enormous gain, yet it had turned out to be five light-years.
Even though he had long tried to accept how monstrous these reborn people were, Li Tianming was still somewhat shocked.
"Hehe, are you happy? Is it a surprise?" Jiang Feiling covered her mouth and laughed, her eyes curving into crescents.
"It really is quite a pleasant surprise." Li Tianming nodded honestly.
Then, he put on a sorrowful expression and said, "Sigh, why is the thigh of my wife becoming thicker the more I cling to it? Could it be that I'm destined to walk the path of living off a woman all the way into the dark?"