After Xiang Yang emerged from seclusion, he saw Ning Ke, who had been guarding the secret chamber all along. Her expression was slightly weary and haggard.
His beloved wore no makeup, yet her skin was snow-white and crystal-clear, incomparably beautiful like a lotus rising from clear water. Her petite figure looked exceedingly slender, but her bearing stood like Mount Tai's heavenly pillar, possessing far more heroic spirit than an ordinary woman.
"How is it? Though you haven't deliberately cultivated these past few days, you should have untangled quite a few principles you couldn't understand before. You ought to have gained some confidence in proving the Dao, right?"
Though the two had not married, they had already become husband and wife in all but name and were in the stage of being inseparable as glue and lacquer. The moment she saw Xiang Yang, a smile bloomed across Ning Ke's lovely face. Like a starving tiger pouncing on its prey, she threw herself onto him, wrapping her arms tightly around his sturdy waist. Her soft, fragrant body made Xiang Yang endlessly enamored, and she spoke with open-hearted laughter.
Ning Ke's dependence and love delighted and gratified him greatly, warming his heart. Even his tone became much gentler than usual.
With his martial arts, even while cultivating in seclusion within the secret chamber, his spiritual power spread throughout the Divine Constable Gate. No movement, however slight, could escape his perception, so naturally he knew clearly how Ning Ke had been keeping watch outside these past few days.
Worried about Xiang Yang, Ning Ke had set aside the Dao-proving method she had been studying and wandered outside each day, somewhat absent-minded. At first, seeing Ning Ke in such a state, Xiang Yang had been somewhat concerned.
Xiang Yang knew what Ning Ke was worried