She turned over, gazing absentmindedly at the moonlight outside the window.
Malachi was already asleep beside her, his breathing even.
The next morning, Luna Sutton got up with two dark circles under her eyes and found that Malachi was no longer in bed; she had no idea where he had gone.
She quickly put on her beast skin skirt, simply combed her hair, opened the window to let in some air, and saw Malachi sitting cross-legged in the courtyard meditating, with the surrounding spiritual energy flocking to his body like a beehive.
She carefully sensed it and discovered that in just one night, all of Malachi's beastman power had been converted into cultivation, displaying Qi Refining Eleventh Layer.
She was shocked in her heart, Wasn't this cultivation speed against the heavens?
This simpleton said last night he couldn't understand it, and didn't seem to have cultivated at night, clearly sleeping soundly.
