The darkness eventually passed and the sun always rose.
The little boy had a good night's sleep. Although his sleep was undisturbed, his body was long used to cultivating all the time. Therefore, when he blinked again, he noticed that the shallow amount of internal force in his Dantian had greatly increased overnight.
"Reverse Spirits" was truly tailored for bodies with pure yin and yang with reverse veins. Gong Lixin, who was a pure yin and had the reverse physique, was twice as perfect for this cultivation method. Thus the result was that even with half of his effort, it still resulted in an amazing speed in cultivation. It was a pity that these two physiques were rare in the world. He was born in such a body in the other world. The young master was reborn again in such a body. He didn't know if God had anything against him.
However, the growth of internal forces was not what attracted the little master's attention. He was staring at the orange morning sky outside the window with a smile on his lips and a face full of admiration. He watched for a long time before stepping in front of the window and extending his right hand to try and pick up a ray of sunshine on the window.
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His five fingers gathered and then spread out but there was nothing, nothing but the warmth of the sun that was caught in the palm of his hand. The little youngster stretched like a cat and soaked up the warmth of the morning light that he could only dream of in his last world. The corners of his eyes quietly condensed with tears.
Soon, he recovered from his overwhelming emotions, raised his face, and forced his tears back. Standing in front of Gong Lixin's full-body length wardrobe, he didn't know what to wear for school.
Looking inside, the young master finally picked up the T-shirt that Song Haoran bought for him yesterday. The T-shirt was already worn but it was still brand new. Not only was the style simple but it was also very comfortable to wear. He liked it a lot.
He also picked up a light-colored jean that Gong Lixin often wore in his memory. The young master carefully flattened the creases on his clothes and pants, found the materials nice to the touch, and reasonable to wear, and so he walked downstairs to the dining hall.
"Good morning, father, good morning, sister, good morning, brother Song." Stepping down the stairs, the youth gave his greetings to his family members who were already gathered at the table. He dropped his head slightly, concealing the excitement on his face, and sat down beside Song Haoran, all the while looking forward to having breakfast with his family for the first time.
Hearing Gong Lixin's quiet greeting, Gong Yuanhang showed an expression of surprise. Gong Xiangyi bowed her head and pretended to eat seriously. Only Song Haoran nodded with a smile in greeting.
Gong Xiangyi was stunned to see a smile on Gong Lixin's face and quietly, resented him. Once again, she was not as happy as Gong Yuanhang was with this change but she was very pleased, in a twisted way, with Gong Lixin's ability to disguise his attitude.
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After Gong Lixin's betrayal, no one knew more about the hidden viciousness of this young boy in order to assure his well-being. As long as he could survive, the young man could immediately throw away his gloomy outer shell and show kindness to others without hesitation, therefore living well under the protection of others.
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