Calmed his excited mood, Zhou Xun stepped out of the Cultivation Room.
Arriving at the Jingxin Pavilion, gazing at the distant beauty of the lake, Zhou Xun was momentarily lost in thought.
At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps nearby.
Zhou Xun looked towards the source of the sound, and a tall, curvy woman dressed in an elegant moon-colored dress walked over gracefully.
It was Song Yiqing.
She held a teapot in her hand.
She came to Zhou Xun's side, picked up a teacup, and gently poured a cup.
"Husband, please enjoy!"
Zhou Xun took it, tasted it slightly, and praised:
"Not bad, your skills have improved!"
"I see Husband is in a good mood today, is there any good news?" Song Yiqing chuckled softly, her voice as melodious as a warbler.
"Somewhat gained!" Zhou Xun nodded.
He naturally did not tell about the improvement in Spiritual Root.
This matter, besides himself, would not be told to anyone else.
