Heard anything?
Lingtong had already removed her Blade Armor and combat suit, changing back into her favorite tight jeans and short-sleeve outfit, her ponytail still carrying the scent of shampoo.
Lingtong described accurately, "Some brief sleep talking."
"Just sleep talking, if you heard anything," Wang Jixuan's gaze fell on the little notebook in Lingtong's hands, "you know I like reading novels."
"Just found out."
Lingtong said softly:
"Sleep talking has no validity, I won't include it in your observation report."
"That's good…"
Daoist Wang hesitated, feeling his own condition carefully.
No major issues, just a bunch of minor ones, meditating later would replenish the Qi Vortex in my Dantian, my Spiritual Sense, on the other hand, has improved slightly, just a small step away from the Gathering Spirit Realm.
