His new courtyard was quiet and elegant, far from the bustle of the main city. It was the perfect place for Seclusion and cultivation.
Once Li Yun had settled in, he went straight into the inner chamber and sat cross-legged on a cushion. He sealed the courtyard gate, shutting out every disturbance from the outside world.
His mind was clear, free of all worldly concerns. With a thought, the Gate of Myriad Wonders began to turn slowly within his chest. Since the three domains had become one, Myriad Wonders Points had poured in without cease, accumulating to an astonishing number.
Without a moment's hesitation, he activated his cultivation technique and began training at a hundredfold speed!
Myriad Wonders Points vanished at a staggering rate, transforming into extraordinarily pure Ice Saint Essence. It surged through his limbs and bones along the pathways of the Cold Mountain Art.
His foundation as a Middle Sage grew ever more solid. Ice-blue Saint Power swirled around him, turning the entire chamber into a frozen Secret Realm. Within that bone-piercing cold lay an immensely deep Martial Dao Origin.
His mastery of the Cold Mountain Art soared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The fifth stage, the sixth, the seventh... Bolstered by the vast supply of Myriad Wonders Points, each bottleneck tore like paper, offering no resistance at all.
He lost all sense of passing time. Within the chamber, only the ceaseless rush of Saint Power could be heard.
When Li Yun slowly opened his eyes, two flashes of ice-blue light flickered and vanished. The pressure around him abruptly receded, leaving him looking perfectly ordinary.
During this Seclusion, his Cold Mountain Art had rocketed from 35% of the fifth stage to 67% of the eighth. His Conception Realm of Ice had grown more unfathomable than