The Sutra Repository Tower's Harvest

White Cloud Sect.

This day, at dawn.

Within the Canyon shrouded in white mist, through the hazy fog, a white-robed figure could vaguely be seen seated cross-legged atop a sheer cliff.

At this moment, he faced east and breathed in and out slowly.

Before long.

As the eastern sky began to pale like the belly of a fish, the first rays of dawn spilled across the land.

Cheng Buzheng, seated cross-legged upon the Canyon cliff, suddenly began to glow with a hazy Spirit Light.

Strands of Great Sun Purple Qi essence manifested in the void, gathering together to form a mysterious formation.

More and more Great Sun Purple Qi gathered, and the pull became ever stronger as purple qi Flood Dragons came whistling through the air.

Shortly after.

Cheng Buzheng was covered by the Great Sun Purple Qi.

After a long while.

Cheng Buzheng, seated on the cliff, opened his eyes, a flash of purple light passing through them.

His lips parted slightly!

At the same time, the pores across his body opened as well.

Strands of Great Sun Purple Qi essence poured into his body through the pores all over him and his seven apertures.

Before long, all the Great Sun Purple Qi surrounding him had been swallowed up.

Having completed his cultivation for the day, Cheng Buzheng rose to his feet and swept his gaze across the Canyon, yet Little Roar was nowhere to be seen.

He did not pay it much mind, even though he had not seen it at all these past days.

There would be no danger within the White Cloud Sect, and it had not called for his help. On the contrary, through their faint, intangible connection, he could sense that it was very happy right now.

"It's rare for it to be this