"Brother Xiao Yan, I've broken through to Dou Zhe!"
Returning to Wu Yan's embrace, Ya Fei excitedly shared her joy with him.
Setting aside the resources Ya Fei had consumed, which far exceeded ordinary standards, becoming a Dou Zhe at twenty was actually quite good.
Smiling, Wu Yan stroked the top of Ya Fei's head for a while before taking out the flying Dou Technique he had long prepared for her.
"Before using this flying Dou Technique, take this fifth-grade Spirit-Calming Pill. I'll be watching from the side, so don't be afraid."
The moment she saw the flying Dou Technique, Ya Fei was practically dazed by the enormous surprise.
Nodding hazily, Ya Fei followed Wu Yan's instructions step by step.
Only when a sharp pain came from her shoulder blades, and she saw the pair of black wings less than half a meter long extending from her back, did Ya Fei realize what had happened.
Cool blue light emerged from Wu Yan's hand as he healed the tiny wounds on Ya Fei's back, while reminding her:
"Later, go to the Scripture Pavilion and collect a High Profound Tier cultivation technique. That way, while you're a Dou Zhe, you'll be able to fly like a Dou Wang expert."
"Mhm, mhm, mhm! Brother Xiao Yan, you're so good to me!"
Ya Fei nodded with a beaming smile and obediently lay beside Wu Yan, making it easier for his hand to stroke the top of her head.
"But Brother Xiao Yan, we haven't seen each other for so long. Ya Fei wants to..."
She did not say the rest. She merely blinked, and Wu Yan understood.
After spending a night satisfying this little glutton, Wu Yan returned to the quiet room.
At this moment, Wu Yan's body and mind had reached an unprecedented