Chapter 120: Nervous
Yang Xiu was a little concerned. Master had said that consolidating her gains could take an hour or a week. She took that to mean that it was likely to take an extended period of time.
After an hour, though, she felt … good.
She’d advanced through nine minor realms and Mastery of two different techniques. She knew what it was supposed to feel like when she was ready to continue with the next step.
She was ready.
Well, he had said that she would know. She shrugged and made her way to the Guard House, telling them she needed a room to consume pills Master gave her.
Her mind flashed back to when she and her brother had taken the pills that improved their spiritual roots. She really hoped that whatever was about to happen didn’t hurt as much as that had. Regardless, she would endure, but she could hope.
The other thing that struck her was how helpless they both had been while under the influence of the medication. It was nice that Master had thought to set up a place guarded by people they could trust just for such a purpose.
A guard quickly led to a small room, and she cupped her hands and bowed low to him.
“Senior Sister, you don’t have to do that!”
“Nonsense,” she said. “This one thanks your for your service to the sect.”
Despite his protestations, the man left smiling.
The room had everything she might need—separate containers of water for drinking and for washing, cleaning materials, rags, and a set of old clothes.