After returning to Wisteria Garden, Wang Yu sat on the soft, comfortable bed and beckoned to the maid. With her meager Qi Refining cultivation, there was no way she could have noticed what had just happened at the gate.
Seeing him beckon, she walked over in puzzlement.
This was the first time she had heard this foundling child speak.
"Do you have any Spirit Mountain Grapes? I want to eat some."
"Spirit Mountain Grapes?"
The maid's mouth twitched. She remembered that those things should be Second Tier Spirit Fruits, something even madam had only eaten a few times, yet this child they had picked up sure knew how to enjoy himself.
She was just about to refuse.
But then she saw Madam, who had just finished bathing, walk in. She wore a thin, pale-pink gauze robe, and the swelling fullness before her chest propped the clothing up like a tent.
"Madam..."
"Qinghua, you may withdraw first."
"Yes."
Tao Si Xuan sat down beside Wang Yu with a smiling expression, pulled him over onto her lap, and asked in puzzlement.
"I thought you couldn't speak. Did you eat like this back at home too?"
"More or less."
Wang Yu felt around in his pocket, took out a Cultivation Pill, put it in his mouth, and chewed it to pieces, his face full of comfort. With nothing else to do, the cultivation method inside his body revolved on its own.
Concealed and swift, it raised his cultivation.
At this speed, in around thirty-two days, he would touch the threshold of the Core Formation Ninth Layer. His free time had suddenly increased, so naturally he was willing to chat with Tao Si Xuan.
He lay amid warm fragrance and soft jade, the back of his head pillowed on something soft.
This utterly unreserved