"Eh, dear, your hair—your hair?" When the first ray of sunlight sprang over the horizon, Mother Mi Jiangxue's startled cry suddenly rang out from his parents' room.
"My hair? What's wrong with it?"
"It's black—it's turned black! The white hair at your temples turned completely black overnight!" Mi Jiangxue's voice was brimming with delight.
Ye Tiancheng touched his temples and suddenly froze. He stared blankly at his wife, Mi Jiangxue, then could not help rubbing his eyes several times. "I'm not dreaming, am I?" With that, Ye Tiancheng viciously pinched his own thigh.
"What is it? What happened?" Mi Jiangxue asked anxiously.
"Eighteen... Your skin has changed... It's become just like when you were eighteen and first married into our family." Ye Tiancheng stared at his wife, his heart pounding wildly.
"What? Really?" Mi Jiangxue cried out. Barefoot, she leaped from the bed and rushed to the mirror, only to stand rooted to the spot.
Could the lovely figure in the mirror, whose skin was dewy, tender, smooth, and radiant like a young girl's, truly be herself?
After staring into the mirror for a while, Mi Jiangxue asked dreamily, "Dear, is this real? I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"Of course it's real. Have you forgotten the miraculous pills our son gave us?" After answering, Ye Tiancheng became puzzled. He had stayed at Qi Yun Sect before. Marrow Cleansing Pills were precious, but surely not precious enough to make someone become more than ten years younger overnight?
Getting out of bed, Ye Tiancheng habitually stretched. The muscles all over his body knotted and bulged. With the slightest exertion, bead-like blood energy suddenly surged from his dantian and burst from his fingers and palms, producing sharp pah pah sounds as it struck the air.
Ye Tiancheng was instantly dumbfounded!
His cultivation!
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