Ling Luo was a little shocked, looked at Xuanyuan Yu, and said: "It's only been a few days, how come he has made such rapid progress?"
Xuanyuan Yu nodded, with a serious look on his face, and said: "I feel the breath of a ninth-level warrior. It has only been seven or eight days since Jie started practicing."
Ling Luo was shocked and didn't know what to say.
In just seven or eight days, he went from an untrained Bai Ding to a ninth-level warrior? This speed is beyond the scope of common sense!
"Perhaps, the trickery practiced by Jie is different from the cultivation method in our human world." Xuanyuan Yu pondered, "The trickery may have its own unique levels."
Ling Luo thought for a while and could only accept this explanation.
Her hand stopped in mid-air, she paused, and finally knocked on the familiar door.
After a while, all the lavender light in the courtyard disappeared, and the aura of trick cultivation released by Jie also disappeared.
The door to the courtyard opened with a creak, and what appeared in front of Ling Luo was a young man with a somewhat familiar but unfamiliar face.
"Sister--" The young man had a happy face, and his unexpectedly large lavender eyes shone with excitement, "You're awake! You've come to see me!"
The young man stepped forward and grabbed Ling Luo's arm, his hand trembling uncontrollably.
Ling Luo was slightly stunned. Is the person in front of him really Jie?
The mottled red burn scars on his face have completely disappeared, and his complexion is as fair as a newborn baby.
His flat nose became straighter, his wide mouth became smaller, even his extremely protruding cheekbones were flattened, and his square chin became a beautiful pointed shape.
His eyes became larger and more lively, changing from dull gray-black to lavender with a flowing halo.
His back was no longer rickety and became straight, making him appear to be much taller. His body was still lean and lean, but it was not the sickly thinness it had been before.
If it weren't for the fact that his eyes and smile when facing her were still so pure and innocent, Ling Luo would probably think of him as another person!
"You..." Ling Luo looked at Jie in disbelief, "How could you become like this?"
"Me?" Jie blinked in confusion, his eyes widened, and he looked at Ling Luo, "I haven't changed, am I still like this?"
Ling Luo frowned slightly and narrowed her eyes, saying: "No, your face..."
"What's wrong with my face?" Zed looked confused, stretched out his hand and touched his face, "Is there anything strange?"
Ling Luo's heart skipped a beat, didn't he know?
Jie's appearance had undergone such a huge change, and he didn't even notice it at all?
This is a bit too weird!
Ling Luo took a deep breath, made a squeeze with her hand, and then drew a mirror in mid-air. What was reflected in it was Jie's face that could already be called handsome.
When Zed saw himself in the mirror, he suddenly showed an extremely frightened expression. He stretched out his finger and pointed at the person in the mirror, and his voice rose several pitches: "Who is this?!"
In the same way, the man in the mirror pointed at him in the same posture.
Jie's lavender eyes were full of panic, his lips were pale, and he murmured: "This...is me?"
Ling Luo nodded and said with absolute certainty: "Two hundred percent it's you."
"Impossible!" Jie seemed to have been greatly shocked and found it difficult to accept this fact, "I am obviously ugly, and they all like to call me ugly... but the person in the mirror..."