Recent Developments, and Even If They Weren't Happy, They Could Only Keep It to Themselves

But two years ago, everything changed.

The sect master had somehow gotten his hands on a large batch of spirit herbs and lavishly distributed them among those who had served the sect well—especially "old hands" like him, who were utterly loyal to the sect and had been stuck at a bottleneck for years without making any progress.

He couldn't even name the spirit herb he'd received. He only remembered its deep purple leaves, the faint glow that shimmered through their veins, and its intoxicating fragrance.

After taking it, he'd spent just three days in seclusion before the bottleneck that had troubled him for years shattered with a crash!

His Soul Power surged like a flood bursting through a dam, carrying him straight past the eightieth-level threshold!

Even more astonishingly, as he fused his Eighth Soul Ring afterward, the energy it contained pushed his Soul Power up another level, settling it firmly at level eighty-one!

Then, just a few months ago, he'd climbed even higher and broken through to level eighty-two!

Before, he wouldn't even have dared dream of such a thing.

Yu Chongshan thought about it with a smug smile, but his stride suddenly faltered.

He frowned and rubbed his lower back, then instinctively pressed his legs together. An indescribably complicated expression crossed his face.

Come to think of it... over the past two years, his Soul Power had surged by leaps and bounds, but his body seemed to have developed some hard-to-explain problems.

With his cultivation and physique, he'd once had seemingly boundless energy. He could satisfy his wife, then every so often visit the quiet villa outside the sect to see the lovely young concubine he secretly kept there.

His marriage was harmonious, his home life and affairs outside it both ran smoothly, and life was sweet.

But