Several days went by in a flash. The snow fell ever heavier, snapping the branches of the holly tree in the courtyard.
The peaks of the Outer Sect were quiet. Most of the Mortal Servants lingering on the mountain huddled in their shacks, unwilling to venture out.
That night, the moon was clear and splendid, its pure light scattering down from on high. It illuminated the deep snow, making the world exceptionally bright.
Jiang Yi sat upright in his Quiet Chamber. He had deliberately left the doors open, allowing the cold wind to pour in from all directions, yet he felt no chill at all.
'I beg the Celestial Book, show me the day of my breakthrough to the Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer.'
Tadpole-like characters, small as raindrops, leaped onto the golden paper and delivered their verdict.
"Looks like tonight's the night."
Jiang Yi understood now, and he felt the timing was right.
He quickly calculated the date. The Great Cold had passed; spring would arrive in fifteen days at most.
