After the height of summer come the days of harvest.
Inside his Quiet Chamber, Fang Qingyuan slowly opened his eyes after completing his daily cultivation exercises. He felt that his Fifth-Layer Qi Cultivation had advanced another step, gradually approaching perfection, and a smile immediately blossomed on his face.
Since returning from the White Mountain Military Array Great Stronghold, Fang Qingyuan had become a recluse, focusing solely on his cultivation. More than three months had already passed.
For the first time since his past-life memories awakened, he felt that being able to cultivate peacefully was also a profoundly pleasant enjoyment.
The sensation of Spiritual Power growing within his body, slowly filling and strengthening him; this feeling of gradual, hard-earned progress was like finally reaping a full granary after a year of hard labor—reassuring and satisfying.
