Surviving In A Martial Arts World To Become A Saint

Profound Yang Peak, Ji Yunliang's residence.

The vigorous ancient pine in the courtyard appeared even more robust in the winter, its needles covered with a thin layer of frost and snow.

Inside the study, charcoal burned quietly in the warming stove.

Ji Yunliang sat upright in a rosewood chair, holding a yellowed ancient book in his hands.

His expression was calm, as if deep in thought.

Across from him, Transmission Elder Gongyang Ming set down his teacup, his voice low, "Regarding the matter of Lingxiao Upper Sect, the Sect Master has already decided on the candidate."

Ji Yunliang raised his eyes, "Oh? Has Senior Brother Nan emerged from seclusion?"

"Not yet."

Gongyang Ming shook his head, "Nan Zhuoran is in seclusion attempting to break through to ten refinements, at a critical juncture that cannot be disturbed."