(ì _ í)The Mischief-Making Demon King Comes to Cause Trouble
A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
It was afternoon, and in the backyard of the floating island where Lin Daiyu lived, the daily cultivation session was naturally underway once more.
As for why it was afternoon again, those who understood, understood. There was no need to elaborate.
At any rate, the slanting sunlight filtered through the gaps between the several emerald bamboos in the courtyard, casting swaying shadows across the ground. The delicate little courtyard was exceptionally quiet, with only the rustle of bamboo leaves in the breeze and the faint hum of spiritual energy being drawn together in an orderly fashion.
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In the backyard, in front of the same small octagonal pavilion, two clean, thin cushions lay on the ground. Two graceful figures sat facing each other, legs crossed and hands forming seals, eyes closed as they focused intently on their cultivation.
One wore an elegant moon-white robe embroidered with green plum blossoms. Her slender figure made it clear at a glance that she was Lin Daiyu. The other wore a dark blue, high-collared, long-sleeved top in autumn-hued yellow. With her handsome features, she was the third young lady of the Jia family, Jia Tanchun.
Both of them had entered a meditative state. A faint mist of spiritual energy, shimmering with seven colors, swirled around them, making it clear they had reached a critical moment in their cultivation.
Annie had only given them a few pointers on breathing techniques, drawing in energy, and circulating spiritual power after she got up in the afternoon. Once she was done, she had run off to play somewhere again. So Lin Daiyu and Tanchun had to make the most of their time and get to cultivating.
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