The morning sunlight gently illuminated the earth.
Under the cicada's chirping and bird's song, the Taihang Market gradually became lively. On the streets, the sound of footsteps clacking on bluestone slabs grew more frequent.
The market's array in the bamboo forest occasionally opened and closed, as one cultivator after another stepped inside.
Ye Jingcheng also awoke from cultivation, feeling a slight increase in the spiritual energy within his body, which caused him to feel a bit of joy.
If cultivation was tedious, then watching the step-by-step increase of spiritual energy over time was equally an amusing affair.
Unlike the rapid growth from consuming spirit pills, this gradual ascent sometimes brought more peace of mind.
Ye Jingcheng stood up and glanced at the Stone Spirit beside him.
The Stone Spirit was still undergoing a breakthrough in advancement, probably needing more than half a month.
During this time, Ye Jingcheng naturally wouldn't disturb it.
