At the moment when Gu Xi was accompanying Xu Lingjun to the Gravity Room.
In Li Jingjun's room.
Since Wang Qingya left, she had once again plunged into frantic cultivation.
Staying up all night, day and night...
Xu Lingjun hasn't seen her for several days.
And at this moment, in her room.
The young girl's expression was extremely solemn. Though she was sitting cross-legged, within her body, there were bursts of explosions, as if True Qi was violently crashing within.
Compress, then compress again.
The purer the compression, the smoother the road ahead would be. It's just pain, she could bear it.
The more it hurts now, after passing through this agony, there would be a sense of relief and happiness.
Suddenly, Xu Lingjun's face flashed across Li Jingjun's mind... this pain could also be considered something he brought, couldn't it?
Grandmother was dissatisfied with her slow progress, actually surpassing her by peers of the same age.
