The Sun had just risen, spraying down golden light rays that reflected off the tall mountains.
On top of the mountain peak, Ling Xian sat with his legs crossed and began his day of training.
Swirls of spiritual energy from heaven and earth dashed out and entered his mouth, nourishing his organs. Then finally, the energy converged at his Dantian, emitting a golden light that was loud and bright.
The golden sparkling light made Ling Xian look like a heavenly being that was grand and difficult to read.
It was as if the heavenly light that never diminished would pale next to his handsomeness.
It had been exactly 10 days since the banquet. After everyone paid their respect through alcohol, Ling Xian finally could no longer sustain himself. He left the banquet early and under the kind accommodation of the Yan Clan, he took shelter on this mountain peak.
Bai Xiao Qi followed along.