Shen Luo looked at Shen Yu beside him, couldn't help but be reminded of Ying Luo he met in Longevity Village, a woman who, in the apocalyptic world, became the last bastion of hope for a village and a clan.
"With me here, you can relax a bit." Shen Luo said with a smile.
Upon hearing these words, Shen Yu's face warmed slightly, but her tense nerves didn't really relax much. As she had mentioned, it was a habit she had grown accustomed to, thus hard to change.
"Didn't you feel that the bottleneck in your cultivation loosened a little last time? Why haven't you broken through yet?" Shen Luo changed the topic and asked.
"I don't know either. I always feel that I'm a bit lacking, but I can't pinpoint what's missing." Shen Yu sighed and said.
"Tell me about what you've been sensing during your recent cultivation sessions." Shen Luo said.
Upon hearing this, Shen Yu did not hesitate and immediately began to recount her experiences.
