"Is he dead?"
"Yes, they say he died over half a month ago."
Duan Rong looked at the desolate dusk, the desolate gaze of Old Qin flashed through his mind...
Though this incident made Duan Rong sigh, he quickly put it behind him...
On this day, Duan Rong sat at the entrance of his cave, looking at the snow-covered valley before him.
Large snowflakes, like goose feathers, were densely falling from the gloomy clouds...
It was snowing.
The heavy snow blocked the mountains!
This was not the first such heavy snow since he entered the mountains!
Time flows unnoticed in the mountains, and without realizing it, he had been in the sect for three years!
And in another three months, it would be the date for their examination to advance to Outer Disciples!
Xiao Yu and Shen Mizi were all intensifying their cultivation, but Duan Rong was not in a hurry. In three years, Duan Rong had already achieved the Great Perfection of the True Qi Realm.
