Chu Yang raised his hand to signal Long Xingxing to be at ease.
Long Xingxing drove off, and Chu Yang returned to the dormitory.
The dormitory was deserted; Uncle Feng was probably on duty in the security room or patrolling.
Chu Yang went to the window and looked outside. The Wind Whisperer and Mysterious Falling Petals, two stalks of Spirit Grass, were growing well and had reached the height of an adult's waist. By nighttime, they should reach maturity.
Once they reached maturity, he could refine the Spirit Grass and absorb the Spiritual Energy.
The last time he refined Feathered Flower Grass, Chu Yang's Cultivation Level and power had grown significantly.
If he succeeded in refining these two Spirit Grasses, Chu Yang's Cultivation Level and power should increase significantly once again.
Thud, thud, thud!!!
A series of urgent footsteps approached from afar.
Chu Yang immediately went to the door, where several security guards also arrived.