Qin Yi returned to his room and entered into a state of cultivation.
The path of cultivation is like rowing upstream; if you don't advance, you will retreat.
Though Qin Yi is undeniably a prodigy, talent isn't everything; effort is indispensable.
Yet, for reasons unknown, his heart was restless during cultivation tonight, making it difficult to focus.
Could it be that he's truly been pent up for too long, and a little teasing from Yin Qianqian has sent his mind wandering?
Qin Yi, feeling helpless, tried numerous times but couldn't get into the right state.
He reluctantly took out the pendant from his chest and opened it, looking at the photo of Xia Yanbing and the two children to ease his longing.
He's been here in the Primordial realm for almost two years now.
When he left, those two little ones were still in swaddling clothes; now they must be able to walk, right?
Thinking of the two little ones waddling as they walked, Qin Yi couldn't help but smile.
