Ten years have passed, and on this day, Ji Mingyu was lying on the cloud bed, eyes closed, taking a nap. At her level, meditation alone wasn't enough to enhance her cultivation, so she didn't waste time on breathing exercises.
On the other hand, with nothing to do, Xiaoxue had been diligently cultivating after being taught Divine Techniques by her master, using top-grade Spirit Stones to set up an Array around her. Over the decade, she had gained quite a lot.
"Hmm?" Ming Yu suddenly opened her eyes and sat up, only to see in the water mirror, outside the Dao Palace's mountain gate, a blue sword light flying out swiftly toward the direction of Shanhai Market, just as in her first descent from the mountain years ago.
Ji Mingyu's eyes turned slightly red; she seemed to choke up a bit, biting her lip, she said: "Finally, you're willing to come out."
Currently, Xiaoxue was cultivating in human form. Upon hearing this, her ears twitched, and she immediately leaned over to have a look.
