Several hours later, Qin Chen felt that he had achieved some results.
Qin Chen focused slightly.
He looked at a teacup in the room.
Suddenly,
the teacup was lifted into the air, hanging there.
"Telekinesis!"
Qin Chen was overjoyed.
But it was precisely this relaxation of his mind that caused the telekinesis to fade, and the teacup fell to the floor.
"Although it's only a trace of telekinesis, it's a good start."
Qin Chen was happy in his heart.
Qin Chen looked outside, and it was already dawn.
Unknowingly,
a whole night had passed.
Indeed, time flies in cultivation.
Qin Chen got out of bed.
He now had two tasks.
One was to find a worthy gamble.
The other was to cultivate the "Lightning Blade Technique."
Just as he left his room, Qin Chen ran into Sheng Xuefu.
Inside the house, Shen Mirui had also gotten up.
The three of them, one man and two women, sat together drinking Primordial Spirit Porridge.
They chatted happily,
which warmed Qin Chen's heart.
