"Again."
Whoosh, whoosh...
Qin Hao practiced his sword again.
He executed the moves, pondered them, and drew conclusions, over and over.
Time passed as he practiced.
A graceful figure in purple came up behind Qin Hao. Seeing him frowning in deep thought, she stepped forward and gently embraced him.
"Ziqing?" Qin Hao smiled.
"You once said that you shouldn't rush your sword practice. Qin Hao, don't push yourself too hard." Mu Ziqing's heart ached for him.
Over the past few days, she had learned everything Qin Hao had experienced on the Qiankun Continent. Who knew how many dangers he had faced along the way?
Qin Hao bore immense pressure in his heart.
Even now, he had not let himself relax.
After all, although he had resolved the crisis facing Star Sea Heaven and Earth and relocated its countless living beings...
The Qiankun Continent was not necessarily completely safe either.
The threat of the Outer Realm Demon Spirits still remained.
"I know." Qin Hao let out a soft breath. With a turn of his hand, he put away the Heavenly Abyss Sword, then set out tea in the Stone Pavilion.
The two drank tea and chatted.
Perhaps sensing what was on Qin Hao's mind, Mu Ziqing changed the subject with a smile. "Qin Hao, you probably haven't heard yet. Ming'er has become a True God."
"Become a True God?" Qin Hao took a sip of tea and paused in surprise.
"Yes, and it's all thanks to his father, an elder of the Qiankun Sect. With a place like the Sword Martial Palace to cultivate in, Ming'er was able to break through to True God in one go."
Mu Ziqing smiled teasingly.
Qin Hao smacked his lips and nodded slightly. Qin Ming's talent was far from weak, so breaking through to True