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Luochuan City, Han Household.
Su Yueli withdrew the Qi and Blood barrier she had set around the door, then pushed open the wooden door and walked out.
The morning light was slightly dazzling. She raised her slender hand to shield her eyes and let out a long breath.
The results of these fifteen years of secluded cultivation and contemplation had been remarkably significant.
She had now honed the Intent Ash Fist to an extraordinary level of mastery.
Not only had its force pathways and Qi and Blood circulation become seamless and unobstructed, but more importantly, as her understanding of this supreme principle deepened, the portion of lifespan she could vaguely summon and use had multiplied several times over!
If she encountered a cultivator at the peak of the Fourteenth Realm again, she was absolutely confident that, given some time, she could pull out the other party's lifespan by the roots!
"Unfortunately... the road to the Fifteenth Realm is still shrouded in mist."
As Su Yueli walked along the corridor, a trace of deep helplessness passed through her cold phoenix eyes.
The gap between the Fourteenth Realm Middle Stage and the Fifteenth Realm was not a chasm one could cross simply by piling up Qi and Blood or painstakingly studying some ultimate technique.
It was a dead-end road severed for countless ages. No matter how peerless her talent or how limitless her lifespan, when faced with that silent, lifeless fog, she could not find any point of leverage for the moment.
"Master? You've come out of seclusion?!"
A delighted voice came from the center of the courtyard.
Su Yueli looked in its direction, and a hint of wistfulness could not help flashing through her beautiful eyes.
The person standing in the courtyard was Han Yu.
Fifteen years of wind and