"It's all thanks to your help, my dear. Otherwise, it would have taken me at least another hundred years to reach my current realm!"
Ling Qiyue said with a radiant smile. The more she looked at her husband, the more pleased she felt.
A pleasant jingle of ornaments drew closer, and the tall, radiant Tang Qiu Yao, a picture of grace, parted the beaded curtain and glided inside.
"Qiu Yao, you're back!"
Ling Changqing called out. Her cultivation had also reached the Late stage of Foundation Establishment, showing she hadn't neglected her training.
Tang Qiu Yao smiled. "What brings you here today, my dear? I thought you were still with the others!"
"It's been a few days. I just wanted to come spend some time with you."
Ling Changqing chuckled. Each of the women had her own Cave Mansion Hall for cultivation in seclusion, so they rarely all gathered together. He was the only one who had to run back and forth between them.
