Li Yanchu returned to Qingyun Temple.0

With Lady Yun now helping out at the Taiping Inn, business had grown even more prosperous with guests coming and going, laughter and chatter filling the halls. And yet, amidst that bustle, Qingyun Temple remained a place of rare tranquility, a haven of stillness set right in the heart of the city’s noise.0

Back at the temple, Li Yanchu resumed his martial cultivation, training in both fist and saber. By now, the three martial arts manuals he had practiced were all mastered to their highest level. He was preparing to enhance them once more with merit points.0

At his current level, his martial attainments were far beyond that of common martial brutes; “body cultivator” was a more fitting title than mere “warrior.”0

To enhance all three martial manuals required a total of six thousand merit points. The Six Yang Saber Art condensed from three forms into one single form, now called Rage-Cleaving a Thousand Armies. In Li Yanchu’s eyes, that meant...0