Han Yu allowed himself to sink into meditation briefly, drawing in the loose ambient Eight Emotions Energy to settle in his Soul Pond. He didn't push for advancement. He simply consolidated.
There would be time for growth later.
For now?
He needed to clean the stolen spirit stones. Sort the unprocessed chunks. Catalog what he could sell, what he could trade, and what he'd keep for refining his own techniques. The Ice Spirit Stones in particular had unique applications—perhaps they might even have an enhancing effect on the Undying Life Charm, or even for bribing an alchemist to forge a specialized pill.
He smiled faintly to himself.
Everything was falling into place.
Han Yu wasn't in a rush. The stage was set, the pieces moved, and the bait cast into the deeper waters of sect politics.
Now all he had to do…
…was wait for the ripples to reach the shore.
A few days had passed since Han Yu returned to the Twin Leaf Peak Sect.
