Apart from the gradual growth in cultivation and familiarity with the Cultivation Technique, the relationship between Baili An and Wen Hanwei also progressed rapidly.
"Sister Wen, I observe that your aura is unstable and agitated lately, with spiritual power occasionally leaking out. Are you about to break through and transcend?"
No longer as ceremonious and polite as before, Baili An was no longer as restrained as when they first met, and the address subtly changed from Miss Wen to Sister Wen.
Wen Hanwei also quite liked this intimate term of address.
She lay lazily with her sword on a bed woven from Sword Qi with falling leaves, propping her cheek with one hand, exuding a lazy charm.
She lifted a slender finger, gently tapping a leaf. That leaf paused at her fingertip for a moment and then shot out towards the direction of Baili An.
A small leaf, under the brush of Wen Hanwei's finger, carried a weight like a thousand pounds, striking heavily on Baili An's stomach.
