Time flew, and another three days passed.
In these three days, Xu Ping'an used the Thunder Sword Qi to temper his right leg bone once again.
Initially, the strength in his left and right leg bones was unequal, causing Xu Ping'an to walk with a limp.
Later, after gaining control of the strength, he gradually returned to normal.
However, to perfectly control it, he needed to temper his left leg bone just the same.
"Kid, we'll arrive at Tianlong County City tomorrow. Be cautious—there are many cultivators in Tianlong County City. For commoners like us, if we offend such important figures, we could very well lose our lives,"
said the elderly coachman driving the carriage alongside Xu Ping'an, drinking from his flask while earnestly advising him.
In the past few days, apart from cultivating, Xu Ping'an spent time chatting with the old coachman.
Over time, their relationship had grown exceptionally close.
