Kapitel 109: The secret of the Treasure Map of the Seven Saints

Time flew like the wind, unable to be caught or retained.

In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.

Within the Glory Sect was a peak just like any other: Nameless Peak. But as time passed by, gossip topics within the outer sect disciples tended to revolve around this very peak.

On this day, Lin Fan came out of his wooden house after a month of retreat. In the span of a month, other than researching pill cultivation, Lin Fan also took the time to sort out the martial arts and skills he had learned.

At the same time, Lin Fan did not neglect his cultivation practice. He knew clearly what it was like without true strength in the face of adversity in the world of Xuanhuang; one would be just like an ant, helpless as one could be.