Over the years.
Li Chang'an had been raising Song Yu'er almost as if she were his own descendant.
Song Yu'er's Cultivation had advanced at a divine speed; she was already at the Qi Refining Eighth Layer. In just a few more years, she would be able to break through to Foundation Establishment.
"Senior, is there anything wrong with my Cultivation?"
"Nothing's wrong."
Li Chang'an replied with a warm smile.
Song Yu'er softly snuggled up against him, her big eyes blinking as her small face filled with emotion.
"Senior, you're too good to me. Could you be my long-lost father?"
"..."
Li Chang'an was speechless.
A moment later, he split off several hundred wisps of his Divine Sense and sent them into Song Yu'er's Sea of Consciousness, slowly approaching the silvery-white symbol.
At the same time, Song Yu'er expertly sent a cooperative intent deep into her Sea of Consciousness.
Soon, Li Chang'an's Divine Sense formed into a cage.
He had done this many times before.
