Two hours later.
Qian Renxue sat cross-legged on the bed, glaring viciously at her husband. He had said he would not play any tricks, yet he had tied her up with ropes in such a shameful position. Who knew whether he had practiced it on her other sisters before?
Qian Renxue glanced at Huang Tian, who was cultivating not far away, and hurriedly forced the improper images from her mind. Her husband was already cultivating, so she had to make the most of her time as well. Otherwise, when he woke up later, he would scold her again.
Qian Renxue steadied her mind, her spiritual platform clear and serene. The Nine Heavens Profound Technique drove the divine power within her body rapidly through her meridians. With every cycle, she refined a portion of the divine power that had surged from their dual cultivation, imprinting it with her own spiritual mark and completely turning that newfound power into her own.
After completing thirty-six major cycles, she opened her eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air. Her husband was gone. He was not in the room, but the ringing sound of a sword came from outside in the courtyard.
Qian Renxue hurriedly got out of bed, put on her shoes, and ran to the window. There, she saw her husband practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard. It truly looked graceful and beautiful. Ever since her husband had eaten that Three-Leaf Sword Heart Grass, why had he become so fond of sword practice?
Qian Renxue did not dare interrupt Huang Tian's sword practice. She knew that a casual strike from Huang Tian could split apart three mountains thousands of feet tall and could easily severely injure or kill a late-stage Third-Rank Deity. She would no longer think that this beautiful sword practice was