My Lord!

The next day.

Jiang Ning pushed open the bamboo door.

Outside lay thick snow, a world of spotless white.

Only the ancient well off to one side had a thin veil of mist rising from it.

Jiang Ning went to the well, drew a bucket of water, and washed up. Then he shook the water from his hands and left the droplets on his face to dry.

Next, I'll keep training. Dongling Commandery is sealed off by the snow, so it's safe for now. There's no need to rush back! Besides, I may still have business here over the next few days!

The thought flashed through his mind. He settled himself and closed his eyes.

In an instant, he entered his Inner Landscape Grounds.

Using the Inner Landscape Grounds to accelerate his cultivation of the Spiritual Altar Illumination of the True Self Method was part of his daily routine.

Though he no longer had cultivation resources to aid him, the Inner Landscape Grounds kept his training efficient.

In the blink of an eye.

Several days passed.

Snow fell day after day. It was never heavy, but it covered the entire Royal Capital.

"Phew—"

Jiang Ning slowly opened his eyes and breathed out the stale air in his lungs. Then he stood quietly in the snow, letting flakes settle on his body and in his hair.

He took in the tangible world around him, listening to the soundless snowfall and to the flakes landing on him. His restless thoughts gradually stilled.

For days, all he had done was cultivate the Spiritual Altar Illumination of the True Self Method.

Aside from that, he had barely set foot outside.

He had received a few princes at home, but firmly rejected every offer they made to win him over.

After a long while.

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