They had been settled in Vast Sea City for more than half a month.
Tang San's life gradually fell into a routine:
Most of his daytime was devoted to cultivation, consolidating his Level 33 Soul Power, honing the Tang Sect Secret Arts, and especially familiarizing himself with the many subtle variations of his Third Soul Skill, Life Shaping.
Every night without fail, he took out the World Tree Seed Remnant and spent several hours nurturing and calling to it with the aura of his Blue Silver Emperor Origin.
Though the seed showed no obvious reaction beyond the Faint Light that had flashed by that night.
Tang San could sense, with his increasingly keen perception, that the vast, ocean-like Life Force within the seed no longer seemed as deathly still as it had at first. It had gained an indescribable, exceedingly faint hint of "vitality."
That tiny change gave him immense confidence and motivation.
Over these days, they had also gradually grown accustomed to the rhythm of life in this entirely new city and integrated into it very well.
As for Tang Hao, the old man still had not Exposed his Identity. He had secretly bought a well-located residence beside Tang San and Xiao Wu's lodgings and resumed his life as a blacksmith.
For him, this new life seemed rather nice as well.
On this day, the sky was clear and bright, while the sea breeze swept through the city with its distinctive salty dampness.
Xiao Wu had been cooped up in the inn for several days and could no longer restrain herself. She pestered Tang San to take her out for a walk.
Tang San also felt that cultivation required a proper balance between work and rest, so he agreed to take her to the famous Thousand Sails Square