Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang took up residence in a quadrangle dwelling.
Unlike previous closed-door cultivations, which were secretive and isolated, this time their cultivation was quite open.
They practiced day and night, scarcely having any idle time.
During the occasional breaks, Qin Huai'an would call them to his side and share some of his own experiences when he had his breakthrough to the Innate Realm.
Yang Fei scoffed at this.
By rank, he had long surpassed the Innate Realm, so he didn't appreciate Qin Huai'an's well-intentioned advice in the slightest.
Sometimes he even interjected to correct what he saw as Huai'an's mistaken views.
In the blink of an eye, a week had passed.
In recent days, Qin Yanyang had begun to sense something mysterious, feeling that even when practicing alone, she could somehow leverage her acupoints, creating some kind of profound and mysterious connection between her martial meridians and the world.
