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As he secluded himself to consolidate his cultivation, everything in the Lin Family returned to normal, with the clan members resuming their cultivation routines as if nothing was amiss.
Despite the commotion emanating from the clan's territory that puzzled them, Lin Shihua had already instructed that no discussions or inquiries about the matter were permitted.
Having already experienced such events twice before, the sudden recurrence only made the clan members more accustomed to it, and there was little left to arouse their curiosity.
Under these circumstances, the ruckus caused by Lin Tianming's tribulations soon settled down within the clan.
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Half a year passed by swiftly.
Inside Lin Tianming's secluded cave, he sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, his breathing stable, his complexion rosy and radiant, seeming to be in excellent condition.
At that moment, his eyes opened, and a flash of brilliance passed through the corners, faintly illuminating the dim cave.