The Spirit Land, which had changed hands three days ago, was reclaimed. Lu Ye and Shen Xiaomao each recuperated.
The previous great battle had made Shen Xiaomao's already severe injuries worse, adding frost to snow. After this battle, who knew how long it would take her to recover.
Lu Ye was in better shape. The backlash from using his blade arts had left him fully recovered after two days.
He set up again the various Formations that had previously been destroyed or shut down.
After the matter with Ruan Qingzhu, neither of them had any intention of taking in new members for the time being.
Shen Xiaomao tended to her wounds, while Lu Ye cultivated in peace.
But after having experienced the rapid rise in cultivation brought by Spirit Signs, Lu Ye always felt that his current cultivation speed was somewhat slow. There was a saying: I could endure the darkness, until I saw the light. Nothing suited Lu Ye's state of mind better at this moment.
It was not that he did not know cultivation most forbade a restless, impatient heart, but he could not help savoring the feeling of rapidly increasing his cultivation through Spirit Signs.
Shen Xiaomao's injuries gradually improved, and she was able to go out and move around.
After what had happened, Shen Xiaomao's impression of Lu Ye had undoubtedly changed greatly. She had thought Ye Liu was merely a Cloud River Tier One cultivator who had advanced not long ago, yet not only had he somehow quietly advanced to Tier Two, he was also capable of killing enemies above his tier.
He had already cut down several Cloud River Tier Four and Tier Five cultivators. Shen Xiaomao understood that anyone with such formidable foundations could not possibly have been an unknown nobody in the