White clouds turned to gray dogs, and time flew like an arrow. In a blink, ten years had passed.
Atop Green Ram Mountain, before the morning mist had dispersed, Li Conglong stood at the cliff's edge with his hands behind his back. The mountain wind whipped fiercely, sending his robes fluttering.
Ten years of arduous cultivation had added a weathered cast to his face. A short beard lined his jaw, but his gaze was steadier and more reserved than in his youth.
True Qi circulated through his inner manor, surging like rivers in full flood. As it completed its circuit, vitality flourished, nourishing the furnace cauldron of his cultivation as silently as rain moistening all things. Li Conglong had now unmistakably reached the sixth level of Qi Refining!
Li Conglong raised his right hand, palm down, aiming at a patch of woodland far below the cliff.
"Rise."
He gave a soft command, spiritual light flickering in his palm.
Rumble!
A muffled, thunderous tremor rose from deep underground. Earth and stone churned at the mountain's foot, and a mound ten zhang across slowly rose, lifting three feet off the ground and hovering above the earth below. Its vegetation and rocks remained intact, lush greenery swaying faintly with the surging Earth Qi.
Sweat beaded at Li Conglong's temples. Maintaining this Daoist technique consumed considerable True Qi.
He drew a deep breath and thought:
What an Earth-Covering Mountain-Shifting Technique.
Li Conglong withdrew his power and regulated his breathing, a keen light flashing in his eyes.
This technique could draw upon Earth Qi and shift the roots of mountains. Combined with a few passable Law Artifacts arranged in a formation, it could link all of Green Ram Mountain with the Li ancestral residence.
Then the mountain would be the home, and the home would