Winter departs, spring arrives—another year of changing seasons has passed.
Within the Zhao You Heavenly Pond Main Mansion, Zhang Yan held the Broken Jade in his hand, channeling his Divine Intent in visualization. In his Sea of Consciousness, only two paths now lay before him, one of which was the elusive method for commanding Divine Skill he had long sought.
His eyelids parted slightly, and he slowly withdrew from the Broken Jade, sitting upright as he began breathing and adjusting. After several dozen breaths, the fatigue on his body was entirely swept away.
Over the course of this year, he had already discarded four detours. By calculation, with another half year's effort, he could reverse deduce the cultivation technique. Then, with another year of study and practice, he should be able to master it thoroughly before the grand competition.
