"You're not in a bad spot, really. You're solidifying your foundation. Your cultivation was a bit airy before," Wang Xuan comforted Chen Yongjie.0

"That makes sense. It's a good opportunity to consolidate," agreed Old Chen. His recent breakthroughs had been incredibly rapid, almost alarmingly so. Indeed, a moment to pause and appreciate the journey would serve him well for the next leap forward.0

Of course, compared to Wang Xuan, his progress was gentle as a drizzle; he could not measure up to historical figures.0

On a remote mountain eight hundred miles away, the Sword Fairy, despite possessing a crystal of creation, had shrunk a bit from the shockwave. With a huff, she glared as she sketched a familiar figure on the ground with a tiny sword before poking at it aggressively.0

"Wang Xuan, it's you, it has to be! Shaking and jolting me again, what kind of freak are you? How irritating. Are you trying to keep me small on purpose?"0

Anticipating such a reaction, Wang Xuan hadn't dared visit her, opting to let the little sprite cool off to avoid a 'sword spar' upon their reunion.0

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Wang Xuan rinsed his body...0