There was nothing.
The sky was clear. The colorful clouds were merely residual waves of laws that had spilled out during his resurrection, now dissipating naturally. There was no threat.
But those lines at the edge of the Solar System...
"I'm not sure yet," he said.
Yang Wanqing caught something in his tone. "But you have a guess?"
"Guessing is pointless. I need to see it myself."
Yang Wanqing fell silent. Having known Chen Hao for so many years, she knew that when he said he wasn't sure, he was usually already seventy or eighty percent certain. He just didn't want to say anything without solid evidence.
After seven years apart, this girl's cultivation had indeed advanced slowly, but she had grown considerably more composed.
She wouldn't have asked questions like that before. Back then, she would only pester him with "Master, are you strong?" and "Master, can you beat them?"
"Xiao Qing."
"Huh?"
"Your cultivation is progressing too slowly. Once we get back, I'll draw up a new training regimen for you."
Yang Wanqing's face fell.
"Master! I'm asking about something serious!"
"So am I." Chen Hao's tone remained even. "In two days, I'm going to the edge of the Solar System. Before then, break through your mid-stage heavenly dharma form bottleneck."
"Break through in two days?! How is that possible..."
"You can."
Two words. No further explanation.
Yang Wanqing opened her mouth, closed it, then opened it again. Finally, she sighed in resignation.
Her master had only just come back to life. She didn't want to argue. Besides...
It had been seven years.
Even being assigned homework was better than having nothing at all.
She turned and headed out. At the doorway, she paused and glanced back at Chen Hao.
He was still standing by the window, his