Doctor Tao: "..." The old father's heart shattered.
Unfortunately, Tao Doudou's pouncing-tiger attack failed. Halfway there, she ran into Pei Ling's icy gaze and skidded to another halt. Instinct told her he would be hard to deal with, so it was better not to test his patience.
She could only stand two steps from Qiao Ranran and say plaintively, "Sister Qiao, you promised to take Doudou out to gain experience, but then you disappeared without a word. Senior Brother Yan, that meanie, used it as an excuse not to take me out for the past two years!"
"Hey, hey, I heard that! Badmouthing me behind my back again." Yan Qingsui appeared at the Medical Clinic's entrance with the Profound Abyss Sword, now another size larger, slung over his shoulder. Ten years of tempering had turned the grinning boy into a tall young man. Sword Qi as clear as the Clear Canal glimmered in his eyes, his spirit blazing. "Qiao Ranran, long time no see. You've advanced again?"
After all those years of tempering, Yan Qingsui had long since broken through Great Perfection of the Golden Core and entered the Nascent Soul stage. They had not seen each other in some time, and he had advanced again to Nascent Soul Mid-Stage.
Then he turned and saw Pei Ling. The moment he realized the man had reached Deity Transformation, irritation surged through him. "Comparisons really can kill a man. Pei Ling, what did you eat growing up to advance so fast?"
With the Blood Gu reversal helping him, Yan Qingsui's advancement was already swift enough to defy the heavens. All he needed was to temper his state of mind, and advancement would follow naturally.
But Pei Ling's advancement was terrifying. A Deity Transformation cultivator in his thirties could scare people half to