Leaving the pavilion, Su Ming walked down the eastern slope to the new cultivation chamber. He had become significantly stricter with his disciples over the past week, pushing their training to prepare them to handle the energy of the Sword Pool.
He had assigned Lin Yao one of the caves on the eastern slope of the White Lotus Peak as her personal Cultivation Chamber. The one he chose already sat low enough that the mountain's cold Qi pooled naturally inside it. He had inscribed similar Yin formation arrays along its walls like his Yin garden, drawing the ambient Qi inward and purifying it until the air held a weight that pressed against the skin.
