In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
An open space in the bamboo grove.
It was noon, the sunlight bright and glorious.
Beside the original bamboo hut, another small bamboo hut had been built.
By the pool, Yuan sat quietly atop a large polished boulder, her eyes closed as she cultivated.
The spiritual energy drifting through the air gathered around her, turning into a thin, visible mist that curled about her body.
Xu Xing, who was practicing swordsmanship nearby, saw the scene and sighed inwardly.
That's seriously outrageous.
They had only been back for twelve days, yet Yuan had not only fully recovered from her injuries, but had also broken through to the ninth layer of Qi Refinement.
After a while.
Only when the sun sank in the west, a round moon rose in the distant sky, and scattered stars appeared did Xu Xing lower his sword.
He entered one of the bamboo huts, took out two bottles of spirit bamboo essence, and brought them to Yuan's side just as she opened her eyes.
"Thank you."
Yuan nodded faintly, reached out to accept the spirit bamboo essence Xu Xing offered her, and drank in silence.
Even though this was the kind mixed with spiritual medicine, leaving an intensely bitter aftertaste, she merely frowned.
Ever since she had learned from Wu Shi on the road that Shi Jiu had also met with disaster, it was as though she had grown up overnight.
The childishness about her had vanished, and she cultivated with exceptional diligence every day.
Only...
She had become quiet and taciturn. Aside from necessary exchanges, she hardly spoke at all.
Xu Xing took a sip of the spirit bamboo essence in his hand as well.
Perhaps he had drunk so much that he had gotten used