Gaze

For Shen Shuibi, these seventy years had not been anything special. She had merely stayed by Li Qi's side as always, watching him do things, offering him advice now and then, then quietly waiting for him to think things through himself.

Back when he was a Subordinate Ninth Rank and Li Qi had begun falling into that state of "arrogance beneath humility," the rabbit had done the same.

Fortunately, every time, Li Qi had quickly found the heart of the problem and thought out his own answer.

Li Qi was a genius, the genuine article.

He could draw nourishment from everything he experienced, rather than being like so many people who seemed to have gone through much, when in truth those experiences had merely passed through their minds without ever truly being absorbed.

That was likely why he improved so quickly.

Yet even in Shen Shuibi's calm heart, faint little ripples could not help but arise.

Li Qi was improving so quickly... She had to catch up as well.

Still, it was not as though she had gained nothing.

More than two hundred years ago, she had been ordered to construct that enormous defensive line of yin power. She had gained some insight into power during that time, though she had not told anyone about it.

Slowly. Shen Shuibi was different from Li Qi; she was not anxious in the slightest.

She advanced gradually, reflected on her own, and walked forward step by step. That was Shen Shuibi's rhythm of cultivation, and also the orthodox Daoist state of mind.

Upright, balanced, and peaceful, moving forward slowly, yet seemingly impossible to stop, advancing without cease.

As the rabbit thought of these things, she was also taking Li Qi back through the void toward the Illusionary Reality Domain, intending to have Great