"Oh, I've been sitting here for quite a while now… You were so absorbed in your cultivation or whatever you were doing that I didn't dare to disturb you," Nyx said with a soft smile before gently pulling Emma onto the bed.
Once her daughter was in her embrace, Nyx looked at Emma with a curious smile and asked, "What was that mysterious phenomenon just now? You were glowing, and there was a powerful wind swirling around you."
Emma smiled at her mother's question, feeling slightly amused yet touched by her mother's genuine curiosity.
"It was nothing strange, Mom," Emma chuckled softly. "That happens when we cultivators make a breakthrough in our cultivation—when we step into higher realms of power."
"In simple terms, my level has risen from before. Though you can't see it, I've become much stronger—at least twice as strong as I was earlier," Emma explained with a proud smile on her face.
