C22 The Divination of the Heavens

Gliding on his flying sword toward Spirit Peak, Gu Xiaoxing's sleeves billowed behind him, giving him an air of otherworldly grace. Two months of diligent cultivation had shed his once frail frame. Thanks to the constant nourishment from the inner kitchen, he had even put on a bit of weight, much to his delight. He patted his slightly protruding belly with satisfaction