In a palace not far away, an aged gaze pierced through layers of barriers, eyeing Lin Feng's departing silhouette, with a flash of peculiar light flickering briefly in the eyes.
After returning to the attic, Lin Feng could hardly wait to head toward the third floor cultivation room, eager to delve into the mystique of the Thousand Mountains Xuanzhong Technique.
"Heh heh! It really came effortlessly..."
Walking on the staircase of the attic, Lin Feng couldn't help but chuckle softly, however, after only a couple of laughs, his voice abruptly stopped.
For standing in front of the second-floor corridor at this moment, was a slender figure draped in black, none other than Cai Yun.
Cai Yun glanced towards Lin Feng, her eyes cold as ice, and indifferently said: "A petty person wallowing in sudden success!"
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