Immortality knew no years.
When Cultivators entered seclusion, time always passed with startling speed. In the blink of an eye, half a year had gone by.
It was a peaceful morning. Sunlight filtered through the gaps between branches and leaves, scattering warmth across the earth.
The valley seemed quiet and serene. Suddenly, a thunderous rumble reached the ear, and the stone door that had been sealed in dust for half a year crashed open.
Spiritual light flashed, and a Startling Rainbow flew out from the stone cave.
The radiance drew back, revealing an ordinary-looking youth.
Lin Xuan!
Compared with before he entered seclusion, his appearance and build were no different.
Yet his expression had become much steadier.
The spiritual pressure around him was still vague and indistinct. At first glance, he did not seem to have made much progress, but on closer look, the changes seemed quite large.
As for where those changes lay, it left one as if plunged into five li of cloud and fog, utterly impossible to explain.
In short, during this short half year, although Lin Xuan had not advanced in realm, his gains had not been small.
"Young Master!"
A familiar, delicate cry reached his ears. Then a streak of white light flew over like a young swallow returning to the forest.
Lin Xuan did not dodge. An extremely delighted look also appeared on his face, and he opened both arms to catch her. "Yue'er, you've worked hard."
"It wasn't hard. Young Master, how did it go? Have both treasures been successfully fused?" Yue'er said with concern, her eyes filled with tenderness.
"At least the hard work wasn't for nothing."
Lin Xuan smiled faintly and wrapped an arm around the girl's slender waist.
"That's good."
With matters going so smoothly, Lin Xuan and Yue'er