Tang Wenji grumbled about Feng Jun, but she could truly feel how much cultivation had helped her.
She had originally been placed under a sinister restriction, leaving her blood and vitality somewhat weakened. Removing the restriction had also worsened her injuries.
But after a round of cultivation, her blood and vitality brimmed with vigor, her injuries had fully healed, and her Internal Qi had improved tremendously. She even faintly felt the same surging excitement she had experienced when she had first broken through to Intermediate Martial Master.
The two lay embracing each other. In the spring mountains, night rain fell, bringing a somewhat damp chill.
In such an environment, clearing their minds and holding each other for warmth felt incomparably pleasant.
When midnight came, Tang Wenji fell deeply asleep, but Feng Jun quietly slipped out from under the covers, intending to return.
The moment he got up, Little Celestial Master opened her sleepy eyes. "You're... going back already?"
Feng Jun smiled, reached out to pat her cheek, then bent down to kiss both her cheeks lightly. "All right, I need to go back and soothe them. After some time, I'll see if I can arrange for you to move into the rear courtyard."
Whether he could arrange that was really just a matter of his word. However, he felt he could not be too selfish and needed to respect the opinions of the other women.
Besides, he needed to observe Little Celestial Master for a while longer. This was no longer the time when his power was just beginning; he could not simply treat everything that landed on his plate as food.
Tang Wenji sighed softly, her eyes gradually clearing. She looked at him with deep affection and murmured, "How did that song go again... Such a wonderful place still