The days passed one by one.
Life at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well returned to a surface calm.
Dugu Bo cultivated, refined pills, and guided the clan members every day, occasionally going out to search for rare plants to bring back for cultivation.
The Breaking Clan members gradually adapted to life in the valley. They cleared out a medicinal herb field on the valley's western side and planted the herbs they had brought with them.
The spiritual soil of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well truly deserved its reputation as a place where Immortal Herbs grew. Less than half a month after being planted, the medicinal herbs were already flourishing, growing who knew how many times faster than they had in the Xingluo Empire.
Yang Wudi's cultivation of the Nine Nether Divine Dragon Art also progressed steadily.
He knew nothing of the hidden scheme within the Nine Nether Divine Dragon Art. He only felt the technique operating more and more smoothly, his Soul Power rising faster and faster, and his closeness and trust toward Dugu Bo growing deeper.
But to him, those feelings came naturally. Dugu Bo had given him everything, and Dugu Bo had given the Breaking Clan hope.
"Old Yang, why has your aura gotten stronger again?"
Niu Gao had just returned from the Xingluo Empire. The moment he entered the valley, he sensed Yang Wudi's changes and scrutinized him several times from head to toe.
"How long has it been? You've already broken through to level eighty-two?"
Yang Wudi grinned and patted Niu Gao's shoulder. "What's level eighty-two? The Hall Master said that if I cultivate the technique properly, I'll be at least level eighty-five by this time next year."
Niu Gao's mouth twitched.
From level eighty-two to level eighty-five in a single year.