The vast sea stretched out as far as the eyes could see.5

Fang Chen stood with his hands behind his back on the deck, silently watching the continent in the distance come into view. Suddenly, a slight chill swept over him. He gently extended his palm, and a crystal-clear snowflake landed in his hand.0

"It's snowing," murmured Fang Chen, feeling a sense of deja vu. Snowfall meant that the New Year was approaching. When he first met Senior Yun He, it was shortly after the New Year.0

“Seems like a year has passed already.” Fang Chen sighed inwardly. “The changes I’ve experienced in this past year outweigh the entire twenty-three years before it.”1

In just one year, he had transformed from a cripple into a cultivator at the 12th stage of the Qi Refining Realm. Wherever he went from now on, he couldn’t be said to be weak. After all, the majority of...1