C62 Before the Storm..

Du Shaomu gently stroked the sword before placing the abandoned blade back into its ornate box.

Within his Spatial Storage Bag, a variety of medicinal herbs were arrayed before him.

The pill fire roared and the medicinal cauldron hummed as Du Shaomu immersed himself once more in the art of pill refinement.

...

North Cloud City, under a veiled sky.

The night was a canvas of pitch-black