A year and eight months later.
In a remote corner of the Wind Moon Sect's Inner Sect, within a Tier Two Middle Grade Cave Mansion.
On the bed, Qi Chuan sat cross-legged, eyes closed, operating the Profound Celestial Spirit Devouring Sword Technique within his body. Strands of Spiritual Qi separated from the void, surged into his body through his breath, wrapped with the medicinal power of the Clear Cry Pill inside, continuously refined in the Circulation, transforming into thin strands of liquid magical power, settling down in the Dantian.
After a long while, Qi Chuan opened his eyes and exhaled slowly, a hidden brilliance in his pitch-black pupils.
Within his body, a powerful spiritual pressure was emanating.
