After Zhao Gongnian left, the small courtyard fell quiet again.
Li Yun stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky.
His Nascent Heaven's Will slowly spread, enveloping the entire courtyard.
He could feel that will growing ever more closely connected to heaven and earth. The Nascent Heaven's Will was like a world hidden in his heart, silently wrapping around the courtyard. It was as though everything lay within his grasp—profound and wondrous.
Yet this invisible world was still imperfect, still insubstantial. It felt as though it might vanish like a bubble at any moment, and he could not truly control it completely.
He still needed to perfect it.
"Just a little more..." he murmured.
Qiao Meng came out of the house and joined him.
"Did Sect Master Zhao come about something?"
Li Yun drew his thoughts back and said calmly, "The Grandmaster Duel will be held in six months. The Provincial Capital selection is in three months. I plan to enter."
Qiao Meng paused in surprise, then nodded.
"With your strength, you'll be fine."
She had complete faith in Li Yun.
Li Yun smiled. Then something occurred to him, and he turned to Qiao Meng. "Have you decided what to do about the Meng Family?"
Over the past few days, the Meng Family Matriarch had sent people to check on Qiao Meng. She had even made a request: she wanted Qiao Meng to take charge of the Meng Family.
Qiao Meng was silent for a moment, then gently shook her head.
"I don't want to go to the Meng Family."
Li Yun raised an eyebrow.
Qiao Meng said softly, "I'm not truly a member of the Meng Family. Grandma only thought of putting me in charge because of you. She wants to