A smile immediately appeared on Gong Chenying's face, and she rose to her feet. Her Divine Sense swept over Li Yan as well; she wanted to know whether his cultivation had also advanced after so many years in seclusion.
At that moment, Li Yan made no attempt to conceal his aura. The instant Gong Chenying's Divine Sense brushed over him, astonishment appeared on her lovely face.
"Junior brother, you... you've become a great cultivator?"
Li Yan had already reached her side.
"Yes!"
"But you... how many years has it been since you reached the Nascent Soul Realm? You aren't even two hundred, yet you've already broken through to become a great cultivator of the Nascent Soul Late Stage. In all the ancient records I know of, I've never heard of anyone on the Desolate Moon Continent or the Wind God Continent doing that."
Gong Chenying's Divine Sense continued to sense the surging aura within Li Yan. She still could not believe what she was seeing.
Although she had known he was attempting to reach the Nascent Soul Late Stage, that heavenly chasm had trapped countless Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivators.
Gong Shanhe, the Second Elder, and the Third Elder were all such cases. Attempt after attempt, failure after failure—they could only advance slowly, wearing away stone with water.
Yet Li Yan had spent fewer than twenty years in seclusion and successfully broken through to the Nascent Soul Late Stage. It felt almost unreal.
"That's all thanks to you, senior sister. Haven't you advanced too? Hahaha..."
Looking at the beauty before him, Li Yan was overjoyed. Laughing heartily, he stepped forward, swept Gong Chenying into his arms, and strode toward the house.
"Junior brother... you... you..."
Li Yan's sudden movement gave Gong Chenying quite a fright. By the time she recovered,