Behind the Flower Fragrance Courtyard was an enormous garden. It was the peak of spring, with a hundred flowers in full bloom, their fragrance filling the air.
Wu Liangchen first warmed up by practicing the Five Animals Fist and the Primordial Stance. Then, grasping his saber, he stood amidst the flowers, concealing his breath and focusing his spirit.
As his cultivation deepened day by day, Wu Liangchen's control over his own body reached a new level.
If he wished, he could even temporarily cease most of his body's physiological functions and close his pores to prevent any aura from leaking out.
Thus, even though Wu Liangchen was standing among the flowers, he gave off the impression of not being there at all.
Just then, a butterfly fluttered over and landed on Wu Liangchen's shoulder.
In its perception, he was merely a stone.
But in that instant, Wu Liangchen moved.
With a flick of his wrist, his saber transformed into a vast streak of silver light, slashing straight ahead.
