"Ning Xiaochuan has returned!"
"A year has passed—he finally came back! Do you think he really is the Reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor?" A young woman in a Heart Nourisher Robe stood in a corner of the academy, secretly watching Ning Xiaochuan walk past the palace gates, curiosity in her beautiful eyes.
"Did he rush back because of his One-Year Agreement with Ming Yang? Who will be the champion of this class?"
"Ning Xiaochuan's presence is so powerful. I feel like it's hard to even lift my head when I stand before him!"
Ning Xiaochuan walked into the Three Masters Martial Academy with steady steps. His hearing was sharp, and he could clearly hear the students' discussions.
Ning Xiner had been cultivating on the martial field. The moment she learned that Ning Xiaochuan had returned, she rushed over at once, still dressed in fitted training clothes, a battle sword on her back and fine beads of sweat on her forehead. "Brother!"
The girl flung herself straight into Ning Xiaochuan's arms, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist. Her pretty little face kept rubbing against his chest. "Brother, I missed you so much!"
"I missed you too!"
Over the past year, Ning Xiaochuan had grown tremendously. He had become much taller, with a solid chest and handsome, refined features. He had transformed from a youthful boy into a dashing, white-clad young man.
Ning Xiner had also grown half a head taller. Her figure had begun to develop, already showing the first hints of graceful curves, like a lovely little beauty of pure elegance.
Before long, Murong Wushuang also arrived at Ning Xiaochuan's residence, bringing six roasted turtle doves to welcome him back.
"The Heavenly Emperor Academy really doesn't have any good ingredients, but the turtle doves here are especially big. Their