The Evolved Form of Illusory Bewitchment

In the Formation Secret Chamber where Duan Rong sat cross-legged cultivating the Garbha Sutra, Lü Qingzhu, in another secret chamber not far away, let out a long breath and slowly opened her eyes.

She had finally finished refining a drop of high-level essence blood from a primal beast. After this period of bitter cultivation, the vortex within her Dantian had clearly deepened somewhat. Unfortunately, she could not remain in seclusion year-round, because she still had to look after Shen'er.

Thinking of Shen'er's adorable appearance, Lü Qingzhu could not help but smile. She rose from the prayer mat and walked out of the secret chamber.

Emerging from the artificial mountain, the afternoon sunlight flashed across Lü Qingzhu's eyes. She suddenly unleashed her movement technique and flew toward her family courtyard like a great eagle.

Li Baoyue was supporting Shen'er as he learned to walk in the courtyard. She helped him take two steps, then let go and allowed Shen'er to walk by himself, only catching him when he was about to fall.

Watching Shen'er take two steps, then three, Li Baoyue saw that this time he had almost made it to five steps before swaying as though he would fall. Her eyes and brows were full of delight.

Li Baoyue had just caught Shen'er as he was about to fall when a figure drifted down nearby. It was Lü Qingzhu, who had rushed over from the secret chamber.

The moment Shen'er saw Lü Qingzhu, he immediately began babbling. He pushed away Li Baoyue's supporting hand and headed toward Lü Qingzhu.

One step, two steps... At the fifth step, his little legs visibly wobbled. Lü Qingzhu nearly went over to support him, but in the next moment Shen'er did not fall. Instead, he steadied himself again.

Lü Qingzhu watched Shen'er expectantly and