Yan Rufeng carefully looked at Xue'er, noticing that although she was pretty, she was also quite ordinary.
Zhao Xue'er saw Yan Rufeng staring at her intently, and a blush appeared on her face.
"Young Master, if there's nothing else, I'll go rest for now."
Zhao Xue'er lowered her head and quickly ran out of Yan Rufeng's room.
Lying on the bed and unable to move, Yan Rufeng muttered to himself, "Strange, could it be that mortals exist in the Divine Realm as well..."
After thinking for a long time, Yan Rufeng pondered, "Where did all my cultivation go? Why, upon arriving in the Divine Realm, does it feel like an iron stone crashing from the sky?"
Yan Rufeng believed that he had broken through to immortality in the Immortal World. Even though the gravity discrepancy in the Divine Realm might be vast, he shouldn't be unable to perform Sword Flight.