Five years passed as swiftly as an arrow flying through the woods. Lijing Village had turned into Lijing Town. The prominent Liu, Chen, and Xu families, enticed by the proximity to the immortal mountain, had relocated their clans, deeming it a blessed reward.1

Li Xuanxuan, now sporting a mustache over his upper lip, had attained the Azure Essence Stage of the Embryonic Breathing Realm.0

Appointed by Li Xiangping as the chief of their clan, his youthful demeanor had shed its gentleness, replaced instead by a mature composure that commanded respect and fear from the children of the Li Family.0

Yet, the talk of Lijing Town revolved around twelve-year-old Li Xuanfeng. The boy had effortlessly broken six bows in the academy while laughing maniacally. Each time, he would cast aside the broken bow and yell, “Another one!”1

He held his head high, laughing...0