The Heaven Patrol Office's rear courtyard.
Yi Yang sat cross-legged on a prayer mat, his breathing long and steady.
His left shoulder had already healed eighty percent. The bone had knitted back together, and the tendons no longer hurt.
But the people outside did not know that, nor did they need to.
At that moment, the numbers on his panel were still ticking upward.
[Heart Ape Mind Guarding Art · Still Image (Minor accomplishment) 6260/26000]
His progress was not fast, but it was steady.
After consuming the netherwater orchid, his daily cultivation progress had accelerated too. He could gain a little over eight hundred points a day, roughly fifty percent faster than before. At this rate, he would reach minor accomplishment in about half a month.
Yi Yang could hear everything happening outside with perfect clarity.
His perception covered the entire Heaven Patrol Office and the surrounding three hundred zhang.
The footsteps of Patrol Guards changing shifts, Xu Pei sighing in the front courtyard, even a stray cat leaping past the courtyard wall-he knew it all.
But he did not go out.
Yi Yang had no interest in what had happened over the past few days.
The Three Lakes Gang was dead, and that was that. Whether the major factions carved up its corpse or sank their teeth into one another was none of his concern.
Right now, he was doing only one thing-waiting.
Waiting for Yan Wuyuan to receive his letter and come to White Fish City.
As the head of the Nether Spring Office, with a record of fighting two opponents alone, that woman was unquestionably stronger than him.
With her holding the fort, he could deal with all those factions prancing around White Fish City however he pleased.
Until then, Yi Yang had no intention