Although it was already afternoon, Xin Lin inquired a bit and knew that Little Xinzhuo was still cultivating at the training field.
"Sister."
As soon as he saw Xin Lin, Little Xinzhuo withdrew his spiritual energy.
His sweat-covered little face beamed with a smile.
After more than a month without seeing each other, Little Xinzhuo's once somewhat frail body had grown several inches taller.
His limbs had also become stronger and more powerful. It was evident that besides spiritual cultivation, he also focused on enhancing his physical condition.
Before leaving, Xin Lin left him plenty of Jade Pure Spring and some Golden Honey.
During these days, he privately ventured into Qin Mountain multiple times and hunted some spiritual beasts for consumption.
So after more than a month, the once frail-looking scholar-like Little Xinzhuo had already grown as robust as a young calf.
"Not bad, Ah Zhuo, your cultivation has improved quite a lot."
