Early in the morning, bright sunlight slanted through the window and into the room.
Lin Qingzhu slowly woke from her sleep. After yawning, she watched the thin blanket covering her slip down, revealing a stretch of fair skin on her arm.
She slowly opened her eyes, feeling sore and weak all over. Memories of last night's exhilarating battle, as fierce as a storm, immediately surfaced in her mind.
Her pretty face flushed slightly, and her eyes flickered as she looked around the room.
Before long, she spotted Ning Wangshu sitting cross-legged by the window, practicing with his hands clasped in an exceedingly profound seal. She didn't want to disturb him, so she quietly lifted the blanket and got up.
But as soon as she stepped out of bed, she furrowed her brows almost imperceptibly. She glanced at Ning Wangshu again, bit her lower lip, and muttered, "That jerk didn't even know to go easy. He was like a wild bull that never got tired."
"I've already broken through to the Forming Yuan Stage, and I still couldn't withstand his 'onslaught.' I slept, but I'm still sore and weak all over. I haven't recovered at all..."
As she said this, Lin Qingzhu's face flushed again.
She endured the soreness, quietly got dressed, and left the room.
Just two months ago, Lin Qingzhu had finally broken through from the Third Level of Xiantian straight to the Forming Yuan Stage.
At her age, reaching the Forming Yuan Stage was simply unbelievable to the other people in the Cultivation World.
Even Lin Qingzhu herself felt as though she were dreaming whenever she thought about it.
Before starting university, she had only been at the Postnatal Realm 6th Layer.
In just three years, she had gone from the Postnatal Realm 6th Layer all the way