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After sitting for a while, I took out my phone, scanned the code to pay, and got up to leave.

Stepping out of the store, the night breeze brushed against my face, carrying a slight chill.

He rode his electric scooter slowly back to his lodgings.

Back at my place, I took a hot shower first.

Hot water poured down from above my head, over my shoulders, and down my back.

Close your eyes and let the heat permeate your whole body.

After washing and drying myself, I changed into a clean white T-shirt and loose black casual pants.

I went out onto the balcony, took down the clothes I had washed yesterday, folded them, and put them in the closet.

She threw the clothes she had changed out of today into the washing machine, turned it on, and listened to it start running before turning around and going back to her room.

He walked to the gaming pod, opened the hatch, and lay down inside.

When he logged back into the game, the scene before him went from blurry to clear, and he was already sitting on the edge of the bed in the main room.

The oil lamp was still burning, its flame flickering slightly, casting swaying shadows on the wall.

Moonlight streamed through the window cracks, casting a small patch of grayish-white light on the ground.

He stood up and stretched, then walked to the bedside and sat down cross-legged.

Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and then slowly exhale.

He began to circulate the Nine Yang Divine Skill and started cultivating.

One great cycle.

[Nine Yang Divine Skill Proficiency +276]

Pale gold text popped up at the edge of my field of vision.

Time passed in the midst of cultivation. The moonlight outside the window moved from the east to the west, and the light and shadow on the window paper slowly changed.

[Nine Yang Divine Skill Proficiency +276]

[Nine Yang Divine Skill Proficiency +276]

The indicator pulsed steadily, one cycle after another.

When the cultivation reached Chen Shi (7-9 AM), the window paper changed from deep blue to grayish-white, and then gradually brightened from grayish-white.

The first ray of sunlight shone through the window paper, casting a small patch of light on the ground.

Wu Feng slowly finished his practice and opened his eyes. The faint golden light in his eyes flashed and disappeared in an instant, sinking into the depths of his eyes.

He exhaled a long breath, which condensed into a straight white streak in the cool morning air.

He glanced at the skill bar: [Nine Yang Divine Skill (Proficiency 214000/400000)]

There are still more than 180,000 steps to go before reaching the perfect proficiency level.

He got up, stretched his limbs, and pushed open the door to walk into the courtyard.

The morning light slanted down from the east, gilding the clumps of green bamboo in the courtyard with a pale gold hue.

Dew still clung to the bamboo leaves, occasionally a drop would fall and spread a small dark patch on the blue bricks.

He walked to the door of the west wing and knocked three times. Then he walked to the door of the east wing and knocked three times.

A moment later, the two doors opened one after the other.

Li Qinglu came out, dressed in a simple lotus-colored jacket, her hair styled in a simple bun and secured with pearl flowers. Seeing him, the corners of her mouth curved into a gentle smile.

Wu Xingyun also came out, wearing a light blue cross-collar ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), her hair was neatly combed, and her small face looked somewhat pale in the morning light.

She glanced at him but didn't say anything.

"Let's go to the lobby for breakfast," Wu Feng said. "After we eat, I'll take you out for a stroll."

Li Qinglu's eyes lit up, and she nodded. Wu Xingyun also nodded slightly.

The three of them walked through the courtyard, along the corridor, and arrived at the lobby on the first floor of the inn.

Several tables of guests were already seated in the lobby, some engrossed in eating their noodles.

Some were chatting quietly in twos and threes, with occasional bursts of laughter.

The shopkeeper stood behind the counter, holding an account book in one hand and using an abacus in the other, making a clattering sound.

They found a table by the window and sat down. The waiter quickly came over, a rag draped over his shoulder, and deftly wiped the table: "Sir, what would you like to order?"

"Six bowls of wontons, two jin of braised beef, four boiled eggs, and a dish of pickled vegetables," Wu Feng said.

"Okay!" the waiter replied, turning and running towards the kitchen.

Breakfast was served shortly afterward.

The six bowls of wonton soup were milky white, with a few scallions and cilantro floating on top;

Two pounds of braised beef were sliced ​​thinly and arranged neatly.

Four hard-boiled eggs were placed on a small plate, the shells still hot to the touch;

A dish of finely chopped pickled vegetables, soaked in sauce.

The three ate in silence. Li Qinglu ate slowly, taking small bites of wontons and occasionally putting a piece of beef into her mouth.

Wu Xingyun moved with composure, never letting the spoon make a crisp sound against the bowl, and pursing her lips as she chewed.

The meal took about 15 minutes. After finishing breakfast, Wu Feng paid the bill and led the two out of the inn.

The streets were already bustling with activity. The sun was high in the sky, its rays illuminating the entire street.

The shops on both sides were open, and a cloth seller stood at the door, shaking a bolt of indigo coarse cloth and calling out his wares.

A line of people was waiting in front of the steaming food stall to buy this stuff.

A grocer carrying a load of groceries walked through the crowd, the goods on both ends of the load swaying precariously.

Pedestrians were everywhere, shoulder to shoulder.

Li Qinglu looked around, and when she passed a stall selling sugar figurines, she paused and her gaze fell on the sugar figurines shaped into various forms.

The stall owner, who was in his fifties, was holding a piece of candy in his hand. In just a few strokes, he shaped it into a small bird, making it look very lifelike.

Wu Feng followed her gaze and asked, "You want it?"

Li Qinglu shook her head, a smile curving her lips: "Just taking a look."

After walking for a while, we passed a clothing store. The store was filled with all kinds of ready-made clothes, both men's and women's, made of materials ranging from coarse cloth to silk.

A shop assistant was standing at the door. Seeing them stop, he immediately greeted them with a smile, "Sirs, would you like to come in and have a look? New arrivals, good materials, and fine workmanship."

Wu Feng looked at Li Qinglu and Wu Xingyun: "Go in and take a look, pick out a few items."

Li Qinglu paused for a moment, then nodded, her smile deepening. Wu Xingyun also nodded slightly, remaining silent.

The three entered the shop. The shop was filled with clothes racks, hanging with all kinds of clothes.

Li Qinglu walked to the women's clothing section, looking at each piece one by one, occasionally reaching out to touch the fabric, her eyes full of curiosity.

She picked up a moon-white jacket made of fine silk.

She turned to look at Wu Feng, holding up the jacket to compare it to her own: "Wu Lang, does this look good?"

Wu Feng glanced at it and said, "It looks good."

Li Qinglu's smile deepened as she handed the jacket to the shop assistant following behind her.

She picked out two more pieces, one in lotus root color and the other in light blue, both in simple colors and made of nice material.

Wu Xingyun stood on the other side, his gaze slowly sweeping over the clothes rack.

She looked at each item carefully, glancing at them several times, but never reached out to take anything.

Finally, she picked up a dark blue cross-collar ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) made of fine cotton, which was thicker than the one she was wearing now, and the color was also more subdued.

She looked at Wu Feng, her eyes filled with a question.

Wu Feng nodded: "Take it if you like it."

Wu Xingyun lowered her eyes and handed the dress to the waiter.

After the three finished choosing, the shop assistant folded the clothes and wrapped them in a cloth.

Wu Feng paid the money, took the bundle, and with a slight thought, put it into his backpack.

As I stepped out of the clothing shop, the sun had already risen higher.

The streets were even more crowded than before, packed to the brim.

They continued walking, and when they passed a stall selling cosmetics, Li Qinglu stopped again and bought a box of rouge.

Passing by a pastry shop, Wu Feng bought a few pieces of glutinous rice cake, which the three of them ate as they walked, holding them on lotus leaves.

By noon, the sun was high in the sky and the sunlight was quite scorching.

There were fewer pedestrians on the street; most had gone to find a place to rest and eat.

Wu Feng glanced at the sky and said, "Let's go back for dinner."

The three turned and walked back. Back at the inn, they went straight to the second floor and asked for the private room facing the street.

The waiter quickly brought the dishes.

Braised pork, steamed fish, two side dishes, a large bowl of Jade Pearl White Jade Soup, and two bowls of rice—the three of them sat around the table, quietly eating lunch.

Li Qinglu took a few bites, then looked up at Wu Feng. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but swallowed back her words.

Wu Feng noticed her gaze and looked up at her: "What's wrong?"

Li Qinglu shook her head, a gentle smile curving her lips: "It's nothing. I just wanted to say, be careful during the final this afternoon."

Wu Feng looked at her and nodded: "Mm."

Wu Xingyun sat opposite him, glanced at him briefly, then lowered her eyes again and continued eating.

The meal lasted for about 15 minutes. The dishes on the table were gradually emptied, and Wu Feng put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a cloth.

He looked out the window. The sun was high in the sky, and the sunlight shone brightly through the window paper, obscuring the street scene outside; all he could see was a blinding white expanse.