"But you've spent too little time on cultivation, your mental state isn't sufficient, so how will you condense your Primordial Spirit?"
Qing Shuang pursed her lips at this point.
"It doesn't matter. As long as I refine the Jikong Flower, everything will fall into place naturally."
Can it really work?
Youquan was half-believing and half-doubting.
But seeing Qing Shuang's determined expression, she couldn't persuade her anymore. Perhaps Yuan Jun had given her some secret techniques before going into closed-door cultivation.
She just turned her gaze back into the distance.
For some reason, compared to Qing Shuang, she had more faith in Luo Chen.
That kid's cultivation progress was just too fast!
...
High in the sky, a streak of light traveled leisurely from east to west.
A figure stood firmly at the bow of the boat, his gaze like a torch watching the indistinct scenery below.
Once, this scenery was familiar to Luo Chen.
