Sunlight shone down from the sky onto the Wumeng Mountain Range.
It passed through the clouds and mist, falling across the many peaks.
Across most of the Outer Sect Seven Peaks, the sunlight was gentle.
Cloud Glow Peak alone was different.
Without mist to block it, the sunlight fell directly onto it.
It gave those cultivating a faint sense of scorching heat.
That scorching sensation did not weaken even into the afternoon.
But inside his room, Jiang Man inexplicably felt a little cold.
The formation clearly was not releasing any cold air, yet the room made him want to shiver.
Jiang Man compared this with the previous two visits. It had not been like this.
That meant the power Meng Qiewei had brought with her was no longer weak.
If she attacked, he wondered whether Old Huang could handle her.
"Not even any water?" Meng Qiewei asked, looking at the empty tabletop.
Jiang Man stared at Meng Qiewei's less-than-solid figure, thought for a moment, and asked, "Can you drink, Immortal Maiden?"
"No." Meng Qiewei shook her head slightly, then looked at Jiang Man. "I just feel that my husband is living a rather hard life."
Her words sounded so sweet, but the cold glint in her eyes was frightening.
Jiang Man thought this, then shook his head. "I don't really drink those things."
"You don't find it hard, husband?" Meng Qiewei asked.
Jiang Man did not give it much thought and answered honestly, "You know my circumstances, Immortal Maiden. It's been like this since childhood."
She had seen his circumstances perfectly clearly when they had bowed and married.
Back then, Meng Qiewei had been there in her true body.
Her perception of her surroundings would not have been restricted as it was now.
Looking back, Jiang Man could hardly help