Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
Outside the Tianqi Martial Arts Academy.
Gu Junhe and Jiang Tai had already been waiting here, with the Cangyun Eagle obediently standing by their side, its massive head occasionally bowing to straighten its iron-like sturdy feathers with its beak that could shatter gold and stone.
Xiao Yi emerged from the Martial Arts Institute, looking spirited, with an increasingly thick aura about him.
Gu Junhe's eyes brightened as he nodded and said, "It seems that the Bodhi Vermilion Fruit was not wasted!"
Xiao Yi cupped his fists towards him, "Thanks, Dean!"
"Don't thank me!"
Gu Junhe said indifferently, "That Bodhi Vermilion Fruit was not a gift; when you come back from the secret realm, you owe me two, principal and interest!"
Xiao Yi: "..."
