After returning to his cave dwelling, Li Zhirui could no longer suppress the injuries within his body. He quickly sat down cross-legged and took out a Spirit Pill to heal his wounds.
A gentle warmth flowed through his meridians, spreading throughout his body, alleviating many of his injuries.
Jiang Fengwu stood outside the door with a worried expression. Although Li Zhirui had said his injuries were not severe when he returned, after years of shared life, how could she not see that Li Zhirui was lying?
"I must also practice diligently, striving for an early breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage!" Jiang Fengwu muttered to herself, "Perhaps, I should also venture out to seek the opportunity for a breakthrough."
Her cultivation had been stuck in the late Golden Core stage for several decades, and her foundation was very solid. She had pondered over Li Zhirui's accumulated experience and insights countless times, yet the opportunity for a breakthrough never came.
