Yang Ge spent a full day and night in Power Dissipation.
Yet restoring it took him less than two hours, and his strength had improved considerably over what it had been before.
He awakened from his deep meditation and opened his eyes to the Cold Moon Saber standing in the clear sunlight streaming through the great hole in his roof. A heartfelt smile slowly spread across his lips.
He knew that, although he seemed to have undergone no fundamental change and his fighting prowess had not taken a tremendous leap,
the vast world... was now utterly different!
"Was this what it meant to attain the Dao?"
Quietly experiencing the changes within himself, he slowly raised a hand and beckoned gently to the Cold Moon Saber, as though calling a puppy.
A clear, ringing saber cry sounded. The Cold Moon Saber sprang from the ground and flew backward to him like a fledgling swallow returning to the woods, meekly placing its hilt in his palm. Its blade kept trembling and humming, like a puppy leaping onto its master and whining for affection...
Yang Ge smiled, releasing a stream of pure Metal True Qi from his palm into the blade. Then he tossed it backhanded, and the Cold Moon Saber slipped precisely into its sheath.
Outside, Yang Tiansheng heard the movement within and called loudly, "Second Brother! Second Brother, are you awake?"
Yang Ge rose and quickly pulled open the door. Brilliant sunlight struck him full in the chest, making him narrow his eyes slightly...
Yet at his first glimpse of Yang Ge, Yang Tiansheng almost failed to recognize him.
He blinked in confusion and looked twice more. They had only been apart for a day and two nights, but this fellow seemed to have become a different person.
The old Yang