About two or three hours passed. The sun's shadow shifted from the edge of the windowsill to the corner of the wall, and the room gradually dimmed. The three of them opened their eyes from meditation almost at the same time.
Huo Yuhao was the first to awaken.
He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. His Spirit Eyes were clearer and more luminous than before his meditation, as though a faint sheen of light flowed deep within his pupils.
He felt the Soul Power coursing through his meridians, far more abundant than before.
Xu Youyou opened her eyes shortly afterward. She lowered her head and looked at the fading phantom of the Starwheel Staff in her palm. The fine star patterns on its surface had become much clearer than before, glimmering with a restrained silvery-white sheen in the sunlight.
Xie Mu was the last to finish cultivating. He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air carrying a faint warmth. His eyelashes trembled before his eyes fully opened.
The phantoms of the Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger flashed across his palms. Both daggers now bore a fine silvery-white line along their blades, resembling translucent scales.
Tang Wulin turned his head and swept his gaze over the three of them in turn. Only after confirming that they were all in stable condition did he speak. "Xie Mu, after this competition, I'll take you to hunt your third soul ring. For now, focus on stabilizing your cultivation. Don't rush to break through."
Xie Mu froze slightly at his words, then nodded quickly. Following the way Huo Yuhao addressed him, he said, "Thank you, Brother Tang."
Tang Wulin suddenly felt speechless. Why did "Brother Tang" sound so awkward? He waved a hand. "Just call me Tang. No need to be so