Chapter 384
Three days later, Lin Hui left Jiuan and made his way back to Xidong City.
He had returned with a vast supply of energy-enhancing drugs—many of them high-quality treasure medicines on par with Light Soul Water—and promptly lost all interest in the outside world. He shut himself away and cultivated in seclusion, working steadily through his stockpile.
In the meantime, the lingering effects of perfecting the first layer of his sword art began to surface.
The Grand Yin-Yang Time Reversal Sword Art stood on a plane far above any sword technique he had previously cultivated. The moment he perfected its first layer, he had felt something shear away from him—a specific burden shed from his body. At the time, he hadn't been able to identify it.
Only after returning to the sword hall did he find the answer. His flesh and blood had taken on a strange, semi-transparent quality. The spiritual burden severed by the first layer, he now understood, was his physical body itself.
He did not dwell on it. At his current level, such shifts in cultivation and alterations to his life form were nearly inevitable. He had long since made his peace with them.
His physical aptitude in this lifetime was truly exceptional. Back in the world of the Mistborn, he had never felt the strings of time with such clarity—yet despite the heaven-shaking upheavals of that era, those strings had undoubtedly been there.
Outside, the political climate was shifting. The spark ignited in Jiuan spread quickly, and uprisings flared one after another across the regions.
Aside from Liu Changjing's territory, both of the other great warlords' domains were consumed by rebellion, leaving them struggling to keep order. To compound their troubles, the massed armies of Esin and Doxini were pressing in from the borders.