East courtyard.
Lake bottom.
With a thought, the panel appeared before him.
[Skill]: Vajra Immortal Body (Four Tis Breaking Limit 27377/50000) (Traits: Dragon Elephant Power (Deep Purple), Leakless Body (Deep Blue), Eighteen-foot Golden Body (Light Purple)
Compared to a few days ago, he has devoted all his ti these days to the Vajra Immortal Body, and this cultivation technique has made significant progress.
The progress has successfully passed the halfway mark, with less than half remaining to reach Perfection.
"Almost there!!"
He closed the panel, feeling a surge of motivation, secretly clenching his fist.
The power just consud began to gradually restore with the nourishnt of the lake water.
"Still too slow!" After a while, he sighed in his heart.
At this level, the nourishnt from the lake water was akin to a drop in the ocean for his body.
But up to now, he had no better solution.
After a mont of thought, he slowly closed his eyes at the lake bottom.
The next mont.
With a thought, he opened his eyes again.
Above was a towering sun, surrounded by a shroud of mist.
"Just in ti, I can use the spare ti here!" a thought flashed in his mind.
He then fell into contemplation.
The Inner Realm, though it accelerated cultivation.
This acceleration only applied to certain cultivation techniques.
For techniques involving the physical body, it was clearly useless.
After a mont of thought, he glanced over his own panel again.
Recalling the effects of the Seven Star Demon Suppression Sword and that the Yellow Heaven Sect had risen by the Luoshui River, he imdiately made a decision.
The next mont.
He reached out and grasped, and a long sword shimring with cold light appeared in the void.
The longer he spent in the Inner Realm, the more he felt its extraordinariness.
Being in one’s own Inner World was like being in a realm where anything was possible.
It bore a certain resemblance to dreams.
Here, he could almost wish things into existence as if in a dream, creating objects from the void.
Here, he could also feel the passage of a hundred years as if in a dream.
He held the sword and imdiately began performing the Taixu Yin Yang Sword.
With the variations of the Taixu Yin Yang Sword, the surroundings underwent intense fluctuations.
The light alternated between bright and dark, and the surrounding void appeared distorted.
At the sa ti, he felt bits of white light occasionally integrating into his body from the void.
With each integration of white light, he could also feel his spirit quiver.
As ti passed, his understanding of swordsmanship and spirit were both growing.
...
In the Inner World, there were no noticeable changes in ti.
After an unknown period, the sword shadows converged and turned into that unmistakably clear long sword.
"That should do it!" he silently remarked.
Then, with a thought.
The next mont.
He opened his eyes at the lake bottom, feeling a surge of vitality and an abundance of Qi-Blood throughout his body.
"Excellent!" He clenched his fist, feeling the powerful strength in his body, a sense of admiration rising in his heart.
After returning to the shore.
The place where he had just practiced was now covered by a thick layer of snow, leaving no trace behind.
The scent of firewood drifted from afar, letting him know it was already evening.
He looked up at the sky, and the snowflakes falling like goose feathers.
After a whole day, the snow had beco quite thick.
He rubbed his palms, feeling the cold that was barely perceptible to him, then positioned himself in the stance corresponding to the Vajra Immortal Body in the snow.
The next mont.
His tranquil Qi-Blood instantly erupted, mobilized by him to wash over every inch of his skin and mbranes.
In an instant, his entire body radiated heat.
The snowflakes that had just fallen on his arm seed to touch a heated iron.
They lted quickly, leaving tiny water stains on his arms and body.
Soon.
The snow beneath his feet also began to lt continuously.
After a re mont, the ground beneath him once again appeared as bare as before.
A snow and water stain-less bare ground.
Even as boiling heat rose from his body.
The goose-feather-like snow that fell from above dissolved into snow water before it could reach him.
...
An hour later.
He heard footsteps approaching from the direction of this place.
Whoosh—
Jiang Ning exhaled a long breath.
The impure energy he exhaled turned into swirling white smoke.
"Dinner must be ready!" Seeing Lv Yi and Zhong Ling appear in view, dressed in aprons, Jiang Ning smiled.
Especially noticing the tiny specks of pot soot on Zhong Ling’s nose, his smile deepened.
Seeing Jiang Ning’s smile, Zhong Ling and the others also smiled.
...
Ti flew by.
A week passed in the blink of an eye.
"I wonder where my elder brother and sister-in-law are now!" Jiang Ning rubbed his sore arm, looking distantly towards the direction of the Royal Capital.
At this mont, heavy snow fell, but found it difficult to approach within three feet of him.
Long periods of practicing the Vajra Immortal Body and mobilizing his Qi-Blood made his body emit astonishing heat like a furnace.
Just then.
Rustling—
The sound of snow being crushed ca from outside the courtyard.
Jiang Ning looked up towards the entrance of the east courtyard.
The next mont.
He saw Lu Yi holding an umbrella, leading the way for Zhao Yulong.
"Lord Zhao, please!!" Lu Yi gestured with a hand.
Zhao Yulong looked at Jiang Ning, his gaze first landing on Jiang Ning, then on the snow-free ground beneath Jiang Ning’s feet, a friendly smile soon appearing on his face.
"Little Lv, get so charcoal and tea!" Jiang Ning said.
"Yes, Young Master!" Lu Yi respectfully bowed to Jiang Ning.
"No need for the umbrella, it’s just a bit of wind and snow!" Zhao Yulong spoke up.
"Yes, Lord Zhao!" Lu Yi replied, then followed Jiang Ning’s instructions and turned to leave.
At this mont, Zhao Yulong and Jiang Ning walked towards the pavilion by the lake together.
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