The sun was shining brightly, and a gentle breeze caressed his face.
An irrepressible joy filled his heart. He looked up to a vast sky dotted with wispy clouds, warmed by a gentle breeze.
A long-suppressed sense of triumph surged from deep within him. The exhaustion from days of arduous cultivation vanished, replaced by the solid satisfaction and elation of his promotion to the Inner Sect.
Ever since joining the Xuanzhen Sect, he had buried himself in cultivation, training day and night without daring to slacken his pace for even a moment. The persistence and hardship of the past few months had finally paid off.
Today, he had finally passed the Dragon Gate martial trial and officially become an Inner Sect Disciple of Lingxi Peak, taking a crucial step on his path of cultivation.
A thought occurred to Yang Jing. 'Today's trial is over. I should probably put cultivation aside for a bit and get some real rest.'
