There were still sixteen years before the Dragon Pillar Meeting, and Zhang Yan thought to himself there was no need to rush. As nothing had disturbed him in recent years, he felt his cultivation had advanced rather swiftly. With another seven or eight years of effort, he should be able to raise his cultivation by another tier, and by then, it would not be too late to go.
After he and Zhao Ge had discussed all matters, they walked out of the Cave Mansion. Lifting his eyes, he saw that it was already the hour of Xu, dusk had fallen, and the distant mountains lay in hazy shadow. With a single leap he soared up, returned to the Cave Mansion atop the peak, and began circulating the Junyang Essence.
