Hastily returning to the small courtyard, Lin Tianming immediately entered the secret chamber.
Sitting on the cushion, he circulated his cultivation technique for a Grand Circulation, trying to calm himself down.
For some reason, the thought of that young girl stirred an unexplainable restlessness in his heart.
It should be noted that he had reached the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation, and over the years, he had encountered many female cultivators, many of whom knew some enchanting techniques. Yet even so, he had never been moved.
Beyond the allure of beauty, he had experienced countless battles over the years, and had often hovered on the brink of life and death, facing mortality with an undisturbed composure. It was unexpected that he would lose his composure like this today.
After a short while, as he focused on his cultivation, his state of mind gradually returned to tranquility.
