Thunder Pool workshop, Zheng Fa's small courtyard.
Spiritual materials filled the room everywhere, lush and green, transforming Zheng Fa's Quiet Room used for cultivation into a flowering chamber.
Zheng Fa sat on the couch, his eyes looking at the spiritual materials, but his mind was still thinking about the two senior sisters.
After these two senior sisters returned, they only instructed him to cultivate diligently, then they left without caring for anything else—even the usually greedy Yuan didn't spare these spiritual materials a glance.
Oh, perhaps she didn't dare to look, afraid that if she did, she wouldn't be able to continue her path.
He shook his head and stopped thinking about it, beckoning with his hand, a Thunderbolt Vine flew into his fingertips.
Zheng Fa stimulated the Spiritual Power in his hand, slowly absorbing the Spiritual Energy from the Purple Lightning Vine, his Divine Sense following this energy flow, plunging into his Dantian together.
