After Xiana left, Licheng turned quieter and indulged more in his training. More than a week had passed, and he would deeply feel Xiana's absence around him. She was everywhere around him for the few days she stayed in his house. Since the day he had encountered the demon lord, he started training harder. Moreover, the surge of new energy in him needed to be channelized in a proper way so that he could use it in the future.
Licheng slashed the sword through the air. The grass covered the ground sharply cut and blew along with the wind. The thick, wooden pole standing at least a hundred meters away felt the strength of that one single slash of the sword.
He stood straight as his hair blew along with the wind. Licheng swirled the sword in his hand and it disappeared from his hand.
"You are getting stronger day by day," said Licheng's father, Zhen Taizhi.
