Han Yu was just about to step toward one of the vacant tents when he caught sight of a familiar figure approaching from the opposite side. His lips curved into a faint smile as he raised his hand in greeting.
"Senior Sister Xuan Qing," Han Yu said warmly. "Are you here to cultivate as well?"
Xuan Qing's gaze softened slightly when she saw him.
She inclined her head with her usual composed grace. "Yes. I have reached the point where my bottleneck must be faced. I will attempt to break through to the Late Stage of the Core Condensation realm."
Han Yu's brows rose slightly. "That is no small step. I wish you success, Senior Sister."
"And what of you?" she asked, her eyes curious.
"I will be attempting to reach the Early Core Condensation realm," Han Yu replied with honesty.
Xuan Qing regarded him for a moment, her eyes carrying a glint of nostalgia.
