After dealing with Tang Yan, Zi Yun vanished from the first floor in a flash.
Tang Yan stood up, grimacing, and rubbed his waist.
Limping over to the wooden tub Zi Yun had used for her bath, Tang Yan looked at his reflection in the water and clearly saw that his face was already mottled with bruises.
He gave a helpless, bitter laugh. He had accidentally seen her changing that morning, and now he had seen her bathing. He was lucky she had not beaten him to death.
Tang Yan knew most of his injuries were minor. The only time she had struck hard was that final kick, delivered in shame and anger.
"Now that she's beaten me up, I should be able to keep living here, right?" Sighing, he took out a porcelain bottle, poured out some ointment, applied it to his injuries, and sat cross-legged to cultivate.
The next morning, as the first light of dawn cleaved through the darkness, Tang Yan slowly opened his eyes.
A deep blue gleam flashed through his pupils. Sensing the increase in the spiritual power within him, Tang Yan smiled faintly.
The Nine Nether Fire Sea really did let him achieve twice the results with half the effort in his cultivation.
After getting dressed, Tang Yan went out to the small courtyard and practiced the Extreme Six Forms. When it was about time, he headed for the Formation Pavilion.
When he arrived at the Formation Pavilion, Elder Zhen was already waiting.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting, Elder Zhen." Tang Yan hurried over to pay his respects.
"Not at all. You're right on time." Elder Zhen smiled and waved a hand. "Let's practice in the back courtyard."
Leading Tang Yan through the main hall, he soon reached an open space in the