The thirty-seventh day of Qi Yun's seclusion.
The Cyan Mountain Daoist Temple remained as tranquil as usual. The figure beneath the withered tree seemed to have transformed into a stubborn boulder in the mountains, enduring the wind and rain, completely Immovable.
The Profound Yellow luster on the Mountain and River Cauldron was several degrees brighter than it had been over a month ago. The nine divine dragons coiling around the cauldron's body moved with much greater range. The radiance within their dragon eyes no longer flickered; instead, it shone steadily like nine unextinguishable Everlasting Lamps, illuminating this small courtyard.
