"What's wrong, my lady?"
Hua Qiang was a little bewildered by Zuo Chan'er's startled behavior. What was she making such a fuss about?
"My husband, you—you—you aren't wearing any clothes!"
Zuo Chan'er hurriedly covered her eyes with both hands, but the gaps between her fingers remained wide open.
Hua Qiang glanced down at himself... and could not help but smirk wickedly.
"My lady, didn't you get enough of a look last night? If you want to look, look openly. Don't hide behind your hands—your husband is very generous."
"Who was looking? Husband, you hooligan!"
"Hm? A hooligan?"
Hua Qiang raised a brow and grinned. "Since you want your husband to act like a hooligan, then I'll show you one!"
"Ah—"
"Husband, let go of me... Husband, what are you doing?"
"Hahaha, all right... as you wish!"
Two hours later, Hua Qiang arrived at the cultivation chamber feeling refreshed, because he sensed that he was about to break through.
Previously, as long as he had enough Slaughter Points, he could pile them up and advance.
Now, Slaughter Points could only help him break through minor realms. A major realm breakthrough required his own comprehension and personal effort.
The stone doors of the cultivation chamber slowly closed, shutting out the clamor of the outside world and leaving behind only spiritual energy so dense it was nearly tangible.
Hua Qiang sat cross-legged on the Cold Jade Meditation Cushion, his fingertips lightly resting on his knees, his eyes half-closed. His robes rose and fell gently with his steady breathing.
This Cold Jade Meditation Cushion had been forged from thousand-year Mysterious Jade. It could automatically gather spiritual energy from all directions and smooth one's meridians during cultivation. At this moment, threads of coolness seeped into his body along his spine, intertwining and merging with the