Cocks crowed. A glimmer of light could be seen in the remote place.

Ling Li, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes. His practice method was special. He didn’t need to maintain the posture of meditation. He could practice while lying and walking.

“Master, it’s time to get up.”

Ling Xian came soon and began to serve Ling Li for dressing. Although she was the holy girl of the Yinmo Cult, she willingly stayed with Ling Li. She had never ...