After returning to her room, Ji Qingya sat on the edge of her bed, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Her skin had already begun to regain its youthful glow.
She had mixed feelings. She was full of anticipation for her coming rejuvenation, yet she was also anxious about reuniting with her brother.
In the room next door, Jiang Wendong was still in seclusion, consolidating his cultivation.
Meanwhile, after leaving the hotel, Jiang Xinghai rushed back to the Celestial Dao Pavilion without stopping. He needed to finish making the pills tonight so his brothers could raise their strength as soon as possible and face the potential crisis together.
Late at night, the Celestial Dao Pavilion was brightly lit.
Jiang Xinghai drove over, and seeing it from a distance, he felt a great sense of satisfaction.
For the Celestial Dao Pavilion to look like this on its very first day far exceeded his expectations.
