"Why does my husband always need so much time to cultivate..."
At the top of the deep ravine, Xiao Yi Xian gazed at Xiao Yan, who was seated cross-legged atop a boulder on the cliff face, and sighed helplessly.
It had been a full half month since Xiao Yan entered his cultivation state, yet there was still no sign of him awakening. Terrifyingly pure energy swirled around him like clouds and mist; if one reached out to grab it, it would feel as thick as water...
Xiao Yi Xian and Qing Lin could naturally tell that Xiao Yan was at a critical stage of cultivation. Though they spoke of it, neither truly dared to make a sound and disturb him.
"There has been no movement from Sister Cai Lin either..."
Qing Lin looked toward the Nine Nether Yellow Springs at the bottom of the ravine. A few days earlier, the constantly boiling lake surface had fallen silent, and the entire Nine Nether Yellow Springs had returned to its former tranquility. Cai Lin, within it, had also shown no signs of activity.
"Cai Lin should be fine. As a Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python, she is practically in her element within the Nine Nether Yellow Springs..."
Xiao Yi Xian smiled faintly. She could sense the terrifyingly frigid energy that had accumulated within the Nine Nether Yellow Springs over countless years continuously gathering toward its depths. It was likely being absorbed into Cai Lin's body.
"Looks like all we can do is keep waiting. According to Clan Chief Yao Ming, there has already been some movement from the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan..."
Qing Lin said.
"My husband should be nearly done..."
Xiao Yi Xian nodded slightly and turned her beautiful eyes toward Xiao Yan, who sat amid the swirling mist. His aura appeared