Zhou Shimin did not come to the library again.
However, Princess Changning and Prince Cheng'an often came to play.
As time passed, He Chuan gradually began to adapt. He would miss them even after not seeing them for a long time.
Could it be the so-called 'scumbag'?
Spring passed, and autumn came. In the blink of an eye, half a year passed.
During this period of time, his cultivation progress was somewhat slow.
In such a long period, his cultivation as a saint cultivator had only advanced one level, reaching the second grade.
From this, it could be seen that after breaking through to a martial saint, every advancement was challenging, and the time it took would be longer.
Even with the help of the system, it was impossible to break through in a short period of time.
He rubbed the space between his brows with his thumb, knowing he could not be anxious.
"Little Eunuch He!"
"Little Eunuch He!"