On the night of the third day, while Han Ning was cultivating Spiritual Piercing, he suddenly felt a restless tremor run through his body.
A familiar surge of Blood Qi welled up from his heart, spreading rapidly to his limbs and bones.
THUMP, THUMP, THUMP!
Along with a long, melodic cry of "Migu~," a phantom of an All-Encompassing Spiritual Silkworm, formed entirely of crimson Blood Qi, abruptly materialized behind Han Ning.
The potted plant on a nearby desk swayed rhythmically from side to side, in time with Han Ning's breaths.
The only sounds in the quiet room were his breathing and the soft tapping of Yin Yi and Fei Lin on their screens.
Egg Pancake, having used the Transformation Technique to shrink, was curled up lazily on the mattress not far from Han Ning, its slender tail flicking occasionally.
It was unclear how long this harmonious, tranquil scene lasted.
Suddenly, a faint breeze stirred the air.
"Chirp?"
WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH~
