After a few hours, Lin Feng came out of his chamber and looked towards the fading sun. He decided to pay a visit to the spirit field even though there was still some time before Cui Shuyin arrived.
He smiled slightly, now that he was mostly free and only cultivated diligently, this small time spent with Cui Shuyin felt quite enjoyable to him. He even sometimes awaited the night eagerly.
He shook his head, wondering if her resistance would get a little weaker or not today.
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At a secluded corner of the main peak of the Sword Pavilion stood an ancient sword, half-buried in the earth. It had remained there for countless years, yet the sword intent emanating from it was still so sharp that even an Embodiment Realm cultivator could be injured merely by wandering too close.
