"So... did hubby sleep well? Fufufu~~" Ruyan giggled softly when she noticed Qingyi's eyes opening.
"What do you think?" Qingyi returned her smile as he stood up and looked outside.
He had slept for almost a whole day, which wasn't so much when considering that he had almost two hundred days of accumulated mental fatigue.
But it had all been worth it.
Qingyi's greatest weakness was still his lack of combat experience, especially when compared to experts with hundreds or thousands of years.
With those two hundred days, he had focused all his transcendental talent on solving this and the result was noticeable.
He had cut the time he spent using a skill by almost half, his battle senses becoming even sharper.
To be better than that, only if he were able to create a clone of himself in the seaf of the mind, something that, according to Ruxue, might be possible in the future.
That would make it much easier to train and gain real combat experience.
