After finishing all this, Lü Yinlin returned to the cave abode.
Duan Rong still sat beneath the Azure Pine Tree, motionless as a statue, as though deep in meditation.
Within his dantian, the Cocoon Room shimmered with a milky-white halo. Something inside seemed to be writhing...
This was the final step of forming a Nascent Soul: allowing the fledgling spirit within the Cocoon Room to gradually grow into a Nascent Soul. This process usually lasted around half a year.
Nearly every morning, Lü Yinlin came to check on Duan Rong. He would take out the bottle filled with Essence Milk and feed him a drop.
The pure Heaven and Earth Essence Qi contained within the Essence Milk was beneficial to Duan Rong's formation and growth of his Nascent Soul body.
That day, as Lü Yinlin sat within the cave abode, he suddenly sent out a voice transmission. It flew from the valley and reached Chu Wushang.
Upon receiving the voice transmission from Old Ancestor Lü Yinlin, Chu Wushang entered the valley.
The moment Chu Wushang entered, he saw Duan Rong seated cross-legged beneath that Azure Pine Tree. His face was peaceful, as though an aged monk immersed in meditation.
Chu Wushang's gaze shifted slightly as he stared fixedly at Duan Rong.
By then, nearly a month had passed since the astonishing phenomenon that had shaken the Changliu Mountain Range for hundreds of miles.
Over that month, all manner of rumors had sprung up both within and beyond the sect.
The voice transmission Old Ancestor Lü Yinlin had sent Chu Wushang that day had not explained the beginning or end of the matter. He had merely told him to have the elders restrain their respective disciples.
Chu Wushang himself had never witnessed the phenomenon of forming a Nascent Soul. He had