Wen Lingxue fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. 

She hadn’t gotten any shut-eye in two days. Add that to the full course of psychological torment she’d endured, and she’d long since become unbearably exhausted. 

Even during her meal, she yawned continuously as she ate.

Cha Jin’s heart ached just watching her. She offered up her own room so that Wen Lingxue had a place to sleep.

As for Su Yi, he proceeded to the side of the pond, practicing the Pine and Crane Body Refining Technique over and over again.

As he cultivated, his vitality repeatedly boiled, as if he were on fire. This process relentlessly tempered his blood and qi.

Sounds like the forceful, sonorous cries of a crane resounded within his acupoints and meridians.

It was only after practicing the entire Pine and Crane Body Refining Technique nine times over that streaks of Astral Qi, each forceful as a sword, silently surged into being around him.

His Astral Qi was incomparably pure and sharp. As he moved, it sliced the surrounding air into fragmented air currents with a series of sharp wails and booms.

Afterward, the seemingly illusory streaks of Astral Qi “swam” around him like a densely-packed school of tiny fish....