That evening, after Jiang Liu and the women happily finished dinner, he took out the Spirit Control Art and handed it to Gongsun Haoyue beside him.
Jiang Liu had just found time to write it down from memory, and the ink in some places was clearly still wet.
After Gongsun Haoyue accepted it, she immediately began reading it seriously.
As for Jiang Liu, Feng Yue had already grabbed him and dragged him toward the resting palace. She paid no attention to them whatsoever; she had no interest in joining the fun now.
Besides, when she had been with Jiang Liu in the Abyssal Hell, she had monopolized him for long enough.
Murong Yin and Zheng Yunshang behind them rose with smiles on their faces and followed them inside.
The Flowing Cloud Matriarch hesitated for a moment and glanced at Gongsun Haoyue. Then she gritted her teeth and followed them inside as well.
Clearly, she also knew the benefits of cultivating together with Jiang Liu. She did not want to miss this opportunity. No one knew how long Jiang Liu would stay here, or when he would enter the Abyssal Hell again.
Moreover, even Gongsun Haoyue, who had already advanced into the Saint Realm, could not stay in the Abyssal Hell for long, much less her.
Therefore, if she wanted to advance and then enter the Abyssal Hell with Jiang Liu, it was clearly impossible.
She could only take advantage of Jiang Liu's presence and squeeze him as hard as possible.
The next morning, Jiang Liu emerged from the resting palace feeling refreshed and invigorated.
After a bout of cultivation the previous night, not only did he not feel tired,
he instead felt that the accumulation of essence within him had grown even fuller.
Perhaps this was the greatest advantage of