“Wow! Xianggong, you’re so powerful, you actually fought off that bad woman.” Wei Xi’s blue eyes carried a look of admiration.
It seems that his Xianggong isn’t as weak as he thought, but he still has to protect his Xianggong.
Cheng Yin heard Wei Xi’s adoring tone, which was as sweet as if he had eaten a lot of sugar; at first glance, he was like a spoilt child.
He lowered his eyes to hide the emotions inside, and a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. “Is that so? I think you’re a little more powerful.”
Those words almost caused Wei Xi to drift away as he revealed an embarrassed smile: “I’m not that powerful either.”
Cheng Yin saw the smile on Wei Xi’s face as he continued, “I’m going to cultivate in a while; can you watch over me and wake me up if anyone else approaches?”
He had previously checked the information about summoners; he and Wei Xi could be said to be grasshoppers tied to the same rope, one honor and one loss.
Wei Xi heard Cheng Yin’s words, and his small face immediately became serious. “I will definitely not let other people disturb Xianggong’s cultivation.”
His delicate little face carried a seriousness that made Cheng Yin reach out and poke Wei Xi’s cheek. Looking into Wei Xi’s somewhat confused eyes, he coughed gently, “Cough, cough, I’m going to go cultivate.”
Cheng Yin also didn’t think that he would reach out and poke Wei Xi’s face, but he just couldn’t help it.
He went back inside the room, which was sparsely decorated—just a bed as well as a table and a few chairs.
He had read about cultivation, but he probably had to look through it once again.
The cultivation methods here were similar to the ones in his original world, but the cultivation methods here were a bit more refined.
There was just one thing that he hadn’t figured out, and that was that magicians here have to chant to cast their magic, and the bigger the spell, the longer it takes to chant.
Cheng Yin thought puzzledly: Can’t you just cast it directly?
Probably it was because of the different cultivation methods. He didn’t dwell on it further and closed his eyes to cultivate.
He noticed that there were colorful points of light around him, of which the green ones approached him and then entered his body.
Opening his eyes again, he found that the sky was still bright, only the way Wei Xi, who was sitting on the table, struggled to keep his eyes open told him that he had been cultivating for a long time.
He looked at Wei Xi staring at the doorway, his hands propped up on his chin, his eyes closing for a second and then opening again a slit, just to close again in the next second.
Cheng Yin saw Wei Xi in this state, he came to Wei Xi’s side and stretched out his hands, “Alright, sleep.”
Wei Xi was so tired that the wings behind him didn’t even stir a bit before he fell into slumber.
His summoned beast is quite conscientious.
Cheng Yin gently placed Wei Xi on the soft pillow; a touch of green appeared on his fingertips, and vines appeared on the ground in the next second.
A spell? He didn’t need it, but he couldn’t reveal it now, the current him was still too weak.
He would have to learn the spells from the people here, but he could cut down on the chanting time.
He looked outside and saw that it was still early and that he was full of energy, so he went out for a run around the small courtyard.
His experience in the last world had taught him that he couldn’t rely on his powers alone to survive.
In this world as well, there are even more powerful people, and it’s impossible for him to rely on his instantaneous magic to safely survive in the world.
Wei Xi was roused by a whiff of aroma. He rubbed his eyes and looked around somewhat blankly, then stirred his wings and flew out of the room. Seeing Cheng Yin, he greeted him excitedly, “Xianggong, good morning.”
