Fire God Hall

Within the Human Hall's small world of Cold Moon Palace, Nine Heavens Icefield.

Yang Chen lay quietly on a recliner, basking in the sunlight.

Dappled sunlight spilled down onto Yang Chen's face. The warm rays made him narrow his eyes slightly.

"System, sign in!"

Yang Chen let his hands hang limply at his sides as he spoke to the system in his mind.

"Ding! Sign-in successful. Rewarding the host with one Nine-Turn Usage Card!"

"Another Nine-Turn Usage Card? Can't you give me some cultivation instead?"

Yang Chen grumbled inwardly.

He had been back here for quite some time, yet his cultivation was still stuck at the level of a sixth-turn Gods and Devils cultivator. It had been a long while since he had signed in any increase in cultivation. At most, his physical cultivation had improved a little, reaching the seventh-turn level.

But that was entirely due to the Demon-Suppressing Sacred Body.

As for his sword cultivation, it remained at the Unity of Man and Sword realm.

Several months had passed since Yang Chen destroyed Mount Putuo, and he had now spent a full year in Cold Moon Palace.

Over that year, Yang Chen had lived a tranquil life. He signed in, stood up for his disciples whenever they needed it, and spent the rest of his time resting.

"Master!"

A white figure silently appeared beside Yang Chen and respectfully bowed to him.

Yang Chen slowly opened his eyes. The corner of his gaze fell upon the white figure, and he smiled faintly. "Su An, what is it?"

After following Yang Chen back to the Human Hall, Su An had devoted himself to cultivation, mending his heart.

As a sword cultivator, one needed a sword heart that pressed forward without hesitation. Previously, because of Ye Ling, Su An's sword heart