Qin Xiaoyu glanced around the living room, her gaze settling on the two opened bags of dried fish on the coffee table. Then she looked at Xiao Qing, who stood on the table with a tilted head, watching them. Qin Xiaoyu recognized the bird.
"I'll get my brother." Chen Siyao rose from the couch and ran into the study.
Yang Wanqing invited them to sit and poured them tea.
Qin Xiaoyu sat on the couch with her back perfectly straight. Her complexion was completely different from yesterday. Her skin was fairer, not from makeup, but with a jade-like radiance that shone from beneath it.
Ying Wenjie sat beside her. Although he had never cultivated, his vitality and bearing had changed as well.
Yang Wanqing could sense faint traces of force radiating from them. They were markedly different from before, so she curiously asked how their cultivation was going.
Qin Xiaoyu said, "After using the Flame Spirit Stone, I went from the early dark force realm to the peak transformation realm in a single night. I'll be able to enter the return to the true realm soon."
Only then did Yang Wanqing understand. They had used the Flame Spirit Stone to cultivate too. No wonder their bearing was completely different.
Ye Chendong added, "I've reached the transformation realm too." Wu Tian nodded. "So have I."
Ying Wenjie sat beside them without speaking. He had not cultivated, but he could not suppress the smile tugging at his lips.
In the world today, there were no more than five masters in the return to the true realm. Every one of them was a secluded patriarch over fifty, aged and frail, with death fast approaching.
Yet they were only in their twenties. In as little as a few days, they could enter the return