Day by day, time passed peacefully.
The entire Green Bamboo Mountain Clan Territory was exceptionally calm; the clan members had adapted to the family's state of martial law, which hardly affected them as long as they stayed within the clan territory.
Those who needed to undergo secluded cultivation did so, everything was as quiet as usual, no different from peacetime.
After thirty-five days.
At noon, under the blazing sun, beams of sunlight pierced through the dense clouds, shining on every corner of Green Bamboo Mountain.
At that moment, from a courtyard at the summit of the main peak, an aura of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator spread out but soon dissipated.
Feeling this familiar presence, Lin Tianming, who was in the midst of cultivation within Lin Shilu's cave dwelling, opened his eyes and left the secret chamber.
In the courtyard, Lin Shilu had already sensed this pressure and immediately turned his gaze towards that cave dwelling.
