Jiang Tang woke up from his cultivation, opened his eyes, and was still in the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space—it was so real, not a dream.
He bounced up excitedly, leaping several zhang high in the space, then gently landed back down, feeling that the agility of his body had doubled compared to the Qi Refinement Realm—this was not just because the spiritual energy was abundant, but also because the sensitivity of his body had increased.
He realized that the quality of his body was incomparable to that of an ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, with physical strength even better than that of Body Refinement. This major discovery felt like a blessing in disguise.
As Jiang Tang landed, he saw Eryao's pitiable eyes gazing at him.
"Eryao, Little Blue Ox, your cultivation has increased, so why those expressions?"
"Daddy, we're hungry," Eryao said in a pitiful tone.
"Moo..." Little Blue Ox, unable to speak human language, could only express itself with its eyes.
