In Cloud Saint City, within the reading room of the city lord.
A high-grade cloud pattern snow paper was laid out on the table. Xu Zhengyuan's body was slightly bent. His left hand held a brush, writing with the ink with total focus.
After a short moment, a huge word, 'endure', had jumped onto the paper.
Strength seeped through the paper as he completed it in one breath. Along the way, he didn't tremble at all, it seems like his hand had already totally recovered and there were no more problems with it.
Moreover half a year ago he had already stepped into the Xuanwu ancestor realm.
This also meant not only did he recover his strength, but he had also gone to a whole new level!
...Since the withering sword energy in his hand was removed, these few days, his cultivation seemed like it was making up for the blank tens of years, it soared and showed explosive growth.
He had completed the 7th meridian and the 8th meridian was not far away.