When they returned to Windshade Valley, Emperor Kun's aura had grown stronger still. His injuries had clearly healed quite well, and back in the valley, he seemed even more at home.
Lu Xiaotian, however, felt uncomfortable in both the tomb and Windshade Valley, so he found a spot outside the valley near a stream and built a bamboo hut. He also set up a few simple formations around it. With his current skill in formations, he could not arrange anything too complicated, but simple formations posed no problem.
Every day, Lu Xiaotian refined pills in the bamboo hut. Meanwhile, his second and third Primordial Spirits took Soul-Nourishing Pills to recover and continually worked through formation techniques.
Aside from that, he never neglected his daily cultivation, and his understanding of blade intent had grown clearer as well. Lu Xiaotian wondered when he might have time to return to Soaring Heavens Palace or Moonwatch City and find books on related techniques, so he could learn more about how to wield blade intent. His blade intent was already quite powerful, and as he grew more familiar with it, using it to attack and slash with that golden blade aura consumed far less magical power. He no longer felt as if a single full-force strike would drain all the power from his body.
Counting his earlier entry into Windshade Valley and the time spent traveling to and from Moonwatch Forbidden Land, Lu Xiaotian had stayed here for a year and five months.
Like an ordinary cultivator in the secular world, Lu Xiaotian sat in quiet meditation each morning beneath the rising sun, feeling the faint warmth of its rays. This did nothing to improve his cultivation, but by chance, he discovered that it seemed to calm his aura considerably. He had fought a major