「The next morning.」
In a tavern, Chu Mu sat leaning against a windowsill, drinking by himself. A pot of Spirit Wine and several plates of Spiritual Food sat on the table before him.
Wangcai was lying to the side. In front of it was a large basin the tavern had specially prepared, filled to the brim with cooked Spirit Beast Flesh.
Since it was still early morning, the tavern had yet to grow boisterous and was rather quiet.
As Chu Mu drank, his mind remained focused, sensing the various changes within his body.
The Void Nether Saber Scripture had completely opened the gates of the Sword Dao to him.
The flow and refinement of his Sword Intent felt like being forged a thousand times, and he could feel his Essence, Qi, and Spirit transforming with every passing moment!
This constant feeling of growing stronger was, without a doubt, utterly captivating.
