Teasing Xia Bingling And Going Over To Pill Tower

The late afternoon sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in fiery hues of orange and pink.

Inside her chamber, Xia Qingwu sat cross-legged on a plush cushion, eyes closed in deep concentration.

The room was infused with the soft glow of spirit stones, their energy swirling around her like a miniature celestial storm.

Tonight was the night – the night she would attempt her breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Realm.

"Alright, Qingwu," Wang Li announced, poking his head into the room. "Remember what I taught you. Focus your spiritual energy, visualize the core transforming into a Nascent Soul… and don't sweat it too much. You've got this."

Qingwu cracked open one eye, a playful smile gracing her lips. "Thanks, Li! I feel great, actually. Like I'm on the cusp of something amazing."