In the days that followed, Shen Ping shut himself off from the outside world, dividing his time between talisman crafting, dual cultivation, meditation, and caring for his wives, occasionally trying his hand at refining small puppet artifacts. Though repetitive and monotonous, his cultivation life occasionally held moments of interest.
Thus, time quietly slipped away to April of the following year.
The mild air wrapped the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Yunshan in a vibrant expanse of green. The entire Cultivation Market was permeated with the breath of spring.
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