'Rather than being knocked back to square one after a period of prosperity, I might as well cash in on this opportunity.'
...
In the blink of an eye, it was almost time for the Lantern Festival.
After a summer rain, Lü Zhong appeared in the small valley.
Countless rare and wondrous flowers adorned the place, making it look like a celestial paradise. Wisps of floral fragrance drifted on the air, inevitably bringing to mind the small moments of life from sixty years ago.
A wave of sadness washed over him.
He paid his respects, then lingered in the thatched cottage for a few more days before departing.
Upon returning to Ganquan Prefecture, he once again immersed himself in his cultivation.
Perhaps it was a case of his accumulated efforts finally paying off, for he successfully crafted a Small True Yang Talisman for the first time.
