Time passes swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, three years have gone by.
This year, Ning Daoran is 465 years old. Had he been at the Golden Core Stage, he would most likely appear as an elderly man in his twilight years. However, he is at the Nascent Soul Stage, with a long life span, so he still looks like a youth.
Over the three years, the Dragon Demon Heart Scripture has further improved, though he hasn't broken through to the next level, his progress is still quite remarkable.
Additionally, the intensity of his mana has become ever deeper—an accumulation requiring the tempering of time and not something that can be rushed.
"Young Master…"
Little Bai gracefully entered the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven and, with a courteous bow, smiled and asked, "Has Young Master emerged from seclusion?"
"Indeed."
Ning Daoran nodded and asked, "During my closed meditation, was there anything significant that occurred?"
"Nothing major happened, though quite a few came to visit."
