The days in Luoli Courtyard quietly flowed after Chen Ye's departure.
The night was dim, gently casting its light on the old pear tree in the courtyard.
Zhiwei was still cultivating, sitting cross-legged under the old pear tree.
A simple light-white long dress accentuated her small and frail figure.
Her ink-black hair reached her waist, and the long black bangs added a touch of melancholy to the little girl.
She slowly opened her eyes, her pale face expressionless:
"I've... broken through again?"
She murmured softly, feeling the water element spiritual power in her dantian more abundant than usual, but there was not a hint of joy in her heart.
It had only been a dozen days since she broke through to the 2nd layer of Qi Cultivation.
Such an incredible cultivation speed, if spread, would leave many Outer Sect disciples of the Lingyin Sect, even Inner Sect disciples, astonished and envious.
But the big girl didn't feel happy at all.
