Ten days, twenty days… thirty days!
Jiang Yi would repeat this monotonous and dull life. He would cultivate his essence force during the day in the thunder ridge and slipped out to the thunder mountains at night to comprehend the dao pattern, trying to catch the trace of dao presence that came from the thunder mountains.
The city was extremely peaceful during this period of time. Big Sister Bell didn't want to get involved while Leng Aotian and Chief Li were in seclusion. The six chiefs were at wit's end and could only wait for Jiang Yi's five-month due date before he returned to the city.
Jiang Yi couldn't achieve anything for one entire month. He had a feeling that the trace of dao presence was right in his palm, right beside him, right in this zone—but he could touch it or grasp it.
