Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!

Thirty-seven stalks of Spiritual Medicine—had they been fully absorbed or not?

Guang Xiaoyu wasn’t too sure herself. Right now, all she felt was a sense of comfort throughout her body, her limbs full of strength, and it seemed like a considerable amount of Spirit Qi had gathered in her Dantian.

Well, it looks like it’s not bad.

"I’ve checked your body. Your meridians aren’t strong enough, and your Dantian is too small; it can’t sustain the circulation of a hundred Zhou Tians, so... wait a bit longer," Chen Pingping said. "Wait for tonight, and we’ll try another round of Body Refining, or maybe tomorrow."

???

Didn’t he say he absolutely didn’t peek? What does this ’checking’ mean?

Guang Xiaoyu was so exasperated she could have spat blood.

"Also, there’s another matter." Chen Pingping took out a few stalks of Spiritual Medicine. "The Sect Leader has called for me, so, Junior Sister, could you help me feed that old cow?"

"Feed the cow?" Guang Xiaoyu exploded instantly.

I, the great Demon Emperor, would go feed a cow? Are you kidding me?

Before she could refuse, Chen Pingping left the Spiritual Medicine behind and departed, leaving Guang Xiaoyu alone, reeling in the wind.