Within the Cave Heaven, Ye Jingcheng stepped in once more.
His gaze was bright, yet tinged with fatigue.
After all, over these past two years, he had been pondering how to trade for Spirit Herbs, dealing with cultivators, and traveling back and forth across the entire Central Region. The effort he had put into it was no less than two years of pill refinement.
Fortunately, he had now gathered everything he needed, making it all worthwhile.
It was midsummer. Azure Jade Lotuses bloomed across the lake, fish leaped joyfully through the water, Golden Light Bamboo gleamed in the distance, and flocks of sheep ran freely. The entire Cave Heaven brimmed with life, and Ye Jingcheng could not help but relax.
If returning to Sand Yellow Mountain meant safety, then returning to the Cave Heaven meant truly having no worries at all. After all, within the Cave Heaven, he alone was the heavens.
He did not force himself to continue refining pills. Instead, he chose a spot beside the spirit lake, took out a Grand Preceptor's Chair, and reclined upon it. He did nothing, thought of nothing, and simply emptied his mind.
Even when the Spirit Beasts and Wood Demons gathered around him, Ye Jingcheng merely waved his hand, took out some spirit pills, and had them disperse on their own.
From the first day he began cultivating, he had known that cultivation required both tension and release. He had been tightly wound for years, and now he could finally settle down and rest for a while.
Yet the tasks ahead of Ye Jingcheng remained far from light. His journey to Mysterious Mechanism five years from now, and his journey to the Earth Immortal Realm twenty-five years from now, both carried no small amount of danger.
Ye Jingcheng sat before the