End of Noon.
The blazing sun pours like molten gold into the courtyard.
[Inner Elixir Cultivation Skill EXP +1]
"Hoo——"
Jiang Ning slowly finishes practicing, exhaling a breath of impure energy from his abdomen.
The red mist steaming around him condenses into several rays of light, blending into his seven orifices with each breath.
He lifts his gaze towards the illusory panel in the void.
[Skill]: Inner Elixir Cultivation Skill (Great Success 2011/10000)
One-fifth progress now, still two months to go!
Jiang Ning slightly furrows his sword-like eyebrows, turns off the panel, and his gaze falls on the graceful figure under the phoenix tree in the courtyard.
At this moment, Lin Qingyi is wrapped in green cicada wing gauze, reclining lazily in a wicker chair, a jade hairpin dangling precariously in her hair.
Sensing Jiang Ning's gaze, she lazily turns over, her skirt slipping to reveal a fair, jade-like calf.
