You Won't Know Anyway

Dusk was falling, but the western sky still blazed with sunset clouds.

The water dispenser gurgled in the living room.

The young girl filled a glass to the brim and glanced upstairs. Her brother-in-law was showering in her sister's room, while her sister sat quietly on the sofa, waiting. Carrying her water, the girl started upstairs. She had just stepped onto the first stair when she hesitated, then turned back.

"I asked Mom and Dad. Neither of them will be home tonight."

Her sister turned to look at her, expressionless.

The girl added, "I'll do practice problems as soon as I get back to my room. I like wearing headphones with the volume all the way up when I study. I won't hear a thing..."

Her sister slowly raised a hand and pointed toward the girl's room upstairs.

"Get lost!"

"..."

The girl lowered her head and silently went upstairs.

Ten minutes later.

Chen Shu sat on Ning Qing's bed, quietly assessing his condition—

His body had suffered damage throughout from storing more Spirit Power than it could handle after he took the potion. That was not a serious problem, though. With enough nutrition over the next few days and the usual nourishment of Spirit Power, he would recover quickly.

The real trouble was the damage to his Spirit Sea.

Normally, after a Third Tier Cultivator failed to break through a Spirit Lock, the resulting damage to their Spirit Sea took four to eight weeks to heal naturally.

The exact time varied from person to person.

Chen Shu's Spirit Sea was stronger than those of cultivators at the same tier. Its strength lay in its overall effectiveness: he had more Spirit Power, and it was of higher quality, but his Spirit Sea itself was sturdier too. Advancing was simply a