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    Ling Xue’s cheeks flushed slightly. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Hu Mazi hop down from the stone tform. He paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, his brow furrowed, looking sullen.

    “Master Hu, you’ve broken through to the ninth level of the Earthly Immortal Realm! Such a joyous asion! Why are you so gloomy?”

    David asked, puzzled.

    Hu Mazi abruptly stopped, turned around, and red at David, his face sullen. “What the hell

    are you talking about? You two whining all day long. It’s driving me crazy. I can’t even practice peacefully!” “I finally achieved a breakthrough, yet you’re still simmering with rage. How can I possibly be happy?”

    David burst intoughter at these words. Ling Xue, mortified, wished she could crawl into a hole in the ground. She covered her face with her hands, her ears red as blood dripped from her cheeks.

    “I wasn’t thoughtful, I wasn’t.”

    David smiled and waved his hand. “When we get out, I’ll find Master Hu some female cultivators to y with, so he can indulge himself too.”

    Hu Mazi snorted, his expression softening slightly, but his eyes, tinged with envy and jealousy, still shone as he looked at David.

    The three of them packed up and exited the Demon Suppression Tower together. David put the tower away and then left the cave.

    As the stone door slowly closed, the sunlight from outside shone on them, bringing a long-lost warmth.

    Calcting the time, they had been in the tower for a whole year, while in the outside world, it had been only three days.

    The stone door slowly closed behind them, and thest ray of ancient rune light dissipated in the shadows of the cave.

    Ling Xue stood there, the warm feeling of the rich fairy air in the tower still lingering on her fingertips, but her ears had reced it with the soft sound of the mountain breeze brushing against pine needles.

    “The air outside is much fresher than inside the tower.”

    David stretched, his joints making a series of soft clicks. The spiritual power of the Earthly Immortal Realm flowed steadily through his meridians, bringing an unprecedented sense of stability.

    He turned to look at Ling Xue, but she was looking down, a faint blush on her fair neck, and her hands were subconsciously twisting her sleeves.

    “What’s wrong?”

    David took two steps closer and could faintly detect the scent of a magical herb in her hair. It was the “Dew-Condensing Grass” that grew near the grotto. Its petals, imbued with a divine aura, were said to soothe the mind and soul. Ling Xue must have secretly plucked some of it during a break from her training and pinned it in her hair. Ling

    Xue suddenly looked up, her eyes meeting his, smiling ones. Hastily, she lowered her head again, her voice soft as a mosquito’s hum. “No, nothing… I just feel… the sun outside is a little ring.”

    As she finished speaking, a mountain breeze, carrying fallen leaves, blew a wisp of hair from her temple against her cheek, tickling it slightly.

    She reached up to brush it away, but was gently gripped by his wrist.

    David’s palm, warm from the tower, was much warmer than the mountain breeze. His fingertips caressed her pulse, causing her heart to skip a beat.

    “During your breakthrough in the tower, your spiritual energy was a bit unstable.”

    David’s voice deepened, tinged with earnest concern. “When you get back, use the Heart-Clearing Grass to make some spiritual tea.”

    He paused, his gaze fixed on her slightly reddened ears. He couldn’t help but add, “Don’t stay up toote. You’ve only just reached the seventh level of the Earthly Immortal Realm, and your foundation still needs strengthening.”

    “You should practice dual cultivation with me from time to time to solidify your foundation…”

    Ling Xue nced at David. How could she not know what he meant?

    David made it clear that even after leaving the Demon Suppression Tower and stopping his training, he would still find an opportunity to do that.

    Indeed, Ling Xue had long since grown fond of this feeling.

    It wasfortable, a chance to cultivate, and the training was fast. Why not?

    It was just that her legs were suffering; now even walking hurt.

    Ling Xue hummed and nodded, but didn’t pull her hand away.

    The mountain breeze picked up again, causing the hem of her skirt to lift slightly, brushing against David’s trouser legs.

    She suddenly remembered thest night in the tower. When the spiritual vein tide surged, David spent a full three hours helping her stabilize her spiritual power.