She had already returned to the chaotic spacetime.
"It appears that these missions present no challenge for you," the voice within the chaotic spacetime remarked dispassionately.
Yet, Gu Chaoyan detected a trace of teasing in the voice, suggesting a familiarity that bordered on amusement. It was as if the chaotic spacetime observed her with a knowing eye, witnessing something subtle.
Although Gu Chaoyan failed to discern the specifics, she did sense something amiss.
"A lower-level cultivation bead?" Gu Chaoyan inquired once more.
A moment of silence ensued.
Then, abruptly, the chaotic spacetime spoke, "Hasten your self-tempering. It will lead you to the cultivation level of a Paragon Martial God, a goal you've long pursued."
