As he continued reading, Xiao Lin found it increasingly challenging, especially by the eighth level, where the cultivation method was something he had never heard of before. At this moment, Xiao Lin had to somewhat agree with Xia Xue's remark that it looked like an erotic painting.
However, the first seven levels were quite easy to understand. After meticulously reading through them once more and committing them to memory, Xiao Lin checked the time. It was almost 2 AM. Considering he would need to rise early the next morning to treat Elder Chen, Xiao Lin decided to go to bed. Listening to the sounds from Xia Xue's room, her breathing was steady, likely asleep. Xiao Lin chuckled silently, genuinely thinking Xia Xue had the determination to spend the whole night cultivating.
