Nine Bright Moons revolved in her eyes, their light gentle and embracing, like a mother's arms.
A trace of complicated emotion flashed through Phantom Pupil's eyes.
It lowered its head and gently rubbed its forehead against Li Wanyue's palm.
Heaven Dou City, Marquis Mansion.
The days after returning from the Star Dou Great Forest should have been peaceful and fulfilling.
Gu Xiao spent a full half month stabilizing the power of his Eighty-Thousand-Year Thunder Pattern Tiger Emperor soul ring. Every morning, he rose before dawn to cultivate and did not finish until late at night.
When the Eighth Soul Ring slowly revolved beneath his feet, a faint dark red gleam flickered within its profound blackness.
Whenever another soul ring lit up, the air in the courtyard grew heavier. Thunder Attribute elements surged toward him madly, and even the leaves of the Old Locust Tree in the corner moved without wind.
Li Wanyue, meanwhile, spent every day in the backyard becoming familiar with the changes Phantom Pupil had brought her.
Her Eye Martial Soul, after its second awakening, had become far stronger than before. Nine Bright Moons revolved within her pupils, their radiance cold and profound.
She tried using her newly acquired abilities to perceive everything around her. She could see the fluctuations of Soul Power in every passerby beyond the Marquis Mansion's walls, predict the servants' next movements, and even see the path of Soul Power flowing through Gu Xiao's body.
Phantom Pupil nestled within the Silver Mark on her palm. Every so often, it poked out its little head and curiously observed the world with eyes like stars.
Gu Ci continued his routine of traveling between cultivation and the Great Soul Arena.
Soul Power at rank thirty-nine was already an astonishing achievement for a nine-year-old, but he was never