The wait always felt endless. Lu Sangjiu didn't know when Yan Lingzhi and the others would finally cause a "big commotion," so she could only suppress her anxiety and wait.
Cangming hadn't forbidden her from walking in the courtyard, but for several days straight, Lu Sangjiu never saw him return to his residence.
It was as if he had relinquished the place to her and Ye Zhiyao, turning it into their own private prison.
As for Ye Zhiyao, Lu Sangjiu hadn't gone to check on her again. After all, with the Demonic Qi invading her body for so long, she had almost certainly lost her mind by now. There was no point in watching a madwoman go insane.
She spent most of her free time cultivating. This was originally Cangming's residence, and the Demonic Qi here was denser than anywhere else, making it the perfect place to cultivate.
After a few days, the Demonic Qi Lu Sangjiu had accumulated brought her cultivation close to the Late-stage Golden Core Realm.
