Inside the mountain cave at the Tiger Hill Cave Abode.
This was where True Person Lone Moon had cultivated before. Xia Dong found the secluded chamber too stuffy. Now that Senior Lone Moon had moved away, he simply moved here to cultivate and used the chamber to store miscellaneous items.
As for Snake Brother, he remained in slumber, stabilizing his cultivation as a Foundation Establishment demonic beast. Besides, Snake Brother had thick skin and tough flesh and feared neither wind nor rain. Living outside was no great hardship.
Within the cave, specially made spirit lamps burned steadily. The incense inside them gave off a distinctive fragrance that soothed the mind.
Xia Dong sat cross-legged on the bluestone couch where Senior Lone Moon had once meditated.
It was, after all, somewhere a Purple Mansion cultivator had practiced. A faint trace of a unique Dao resonance still lingered.
Whatever the case, it at least offered some psychological encouragement to his cultivation.
Xia Dong kept his eyes tightly shut, his spiritual sense sweeping through his body again and again like ripples of water.
His flesh and blood now held vitality as deep as an abyss, having long since reached the pinnacle of the Mortal Transformation Realm. Even with a simple movement, his martial intent could already take tangible form, becoming palpable pressure.
Yet the legendary "True Intent Realm" always seemed to lie beyond a sheet of window paper he could neither see nor touch.
True intent, true intent-what exactly is true intent? Xia Dong turned those words over and over in his mind, his brows unconsciously twisting into a tight knot.
He had tried using his Foundation Establishment Early Stage spiritual sense to force a breakthrough in his martial cultivation. He had also tried setting the fierce power of the Vajra Wisdom King