The night in Easton was beautiful.
Yang Tian sat cross-legged on a tree branch, absorbing the rich aura of nature, questioning the plant life here, sensing the aura of this place, and cultivating to break through to one hundred and thirty thousand spiritual power.
Beside him, Yating kept watch without leaving his side. With the replenishment from the Origin Fruit, her spiritual power was now in its most perfect state, comparable to a powerhouse at the ninth tier second level.
"Big Brother Yang Tian." After a while, a soft, enchanting voice drifted over.
It was Sisi, the eighth order mage who looked about twenty. Few in the human world could match such strength. Even Bai Xiaoxiao and the others had only reached the eighth order when they were almost thirty.
Yang Tian opened his eyes, looked at the girl beneath the tree, and replied with a smile, "Oh, Sisi. I'm about your age. I told you, just call me Yang Tian. Is something the matter?"
"Yes." Sisi nodded slightly. After her soft reply, she said to Yang Tian, "Big Brother Yang... Yang Tian, I have something to tell you. Could you come over alone?"
"Master." Yating spoke worriedly, afraid that woman would bring up becoming his personal maid again.
This woman resembled her mistress Jiaoxin somewhat, wearing the same white dress. The only differences were her hair and eyes.
A woman of this age held a great allure.
Yang Tian said to Yating, "It's all right, Yating. Stay here and keep watch for now."
Yating nodded obediently and replied, "All right."
She obeyed Yang Tian absolutely.
In her eyes, she already belonged to her master.
After walking some distance with him, Sisi suddenly hugged Yang Tian. They had spent some time together, from their first meeting until now.
He had