Spring passed and autumn came.
Before long, another seven months had passed.
During those seven months, Han Feng hadn't stayed cooped up in his cave dwelling like he had before.
Instead, he would occasionally leave his cave dwelling to practice the Formless Evasion Technique outside.
Whenever Han Feng left his cave dwelling,
Xiao Yue would follow him around like a little attendant, staying practically glued to his side.
The Yan Family had already sent word back regarding the sect's arranged marriage, and they had gladly agreed.
Xiao Yue had gone to her grandmother, Zhou Qingning, about it. She had cried and pleaded, and even tried to wheedle her way out of it, but in the end, she hadn't changed the decision made by the sect's upper ranks.
But she hadn't given up.
Even if she had to be a concubine, she would stay by Elder Brother Han's side for the rest of her life.
That was the firmest resolve in her heart.
Qingjiang Mountain.
Beside a pool ten zhang wide halfway up the mountain, Xiao Yue sat cross-legged on a smooth slab of bluestone, quietly watching the water.
Her aura had grown increasingly steady and refined. She had reached the Qi Condensation Twelfth Layer, just one step away from the great perfection stage.
Han Feng's figure would suddenly appear in the pool from all sorts of unexpected spots.
A moment later, he would sink back beneath the surface. Through the whole process, his clothes didn't get so much as a drop wet.
Beneath the water, he moved as easily as if he were walking on level ground.
"At last, I've mastered all the Five Elements Basic Evasion Techniques!"
At one point, Han Feng stepped forward. Ripples spread across the surface, and he landed steadily on the bank.
"Elder Brother