"Huff huff huff—"
Spiritual energy from all directions started to sweep over towards Wang Yanjing.
Her once calm Elixir Lake was boiling, the silent Dao Platform was emitting strands of radiant light, gradually elevating her spiritual power, attempting to reconsolidate it into mana and raise the Dao Platform.
Outside the Ruoshui Pavilion, Lu Xingchen saw the converging spiritual energy and felt both excited and anxious.
Such movements might indeed heal his wife's Dao injury, enabling her to return to Foundation Establishment.
Just like that, time slowly passed by.
Seven days later.
Lu Miaoge, clad in a simple white dress, walked out of the Ruoshui Pavilion with Wang Yanjing.
"Auntie, Sister Jing."
Lu Xingchen, who had been waiting here all these days, immediately cupped his hands in salutation upon seeing them, then looked at his wife with some joy.
He could already faintly sense the Foundation Establishment spiritual pressure and magic aura emanating from his wife.
