Right after the meeting, Qingyi headed straight for one of the Celestial Spear's many private cultivation rooms.
Several other young talents received the same treatment, each one disappearing behind a reinforced door.
Those of a lower level, however, had to make do with the shared cultivation rooms. Not that anyone complained.
Even the shared rooms were far superior to anything they had back in their sects, with Qi so dense you could almost chew it.
No one there dared to waste a single second.
Mingzhu also got a room all to herself, right next to Qingyi's.
For the next few days, until the date set for the war, he remained in isolation.
Well… technically isolated.
In practice, he spent most of his time inside the Mind World, playing with Lingxi. Every little giggle, every time her chubby little hands grabbed his finger and tugged… Qingyi wasn't about to waste a single second of it.
