On this day, the sky was as blue as a sapphire, without a single trace of clouds.
The sunlight, gentle as a fine veil, sprinkled across every corner of Taoyuan Village, as if casting a thin golden layer over this peaceful and serene land. A gentle breeze swept past, bringing a hint of coolness and causing the spiritual flowers to sway lightly in the wind like dancing immortals. These spiritual flowers emitted a refreshing fragrance that instantly invigorated anyone who smelled it, making it seem as though all worldly troubles had been cast beyond the nine heavens in this very moment.
Li Rufeng stood alone beneath the old locust tree at the head of the village, mottled tree shadows falling across his body. The old locust tree had grown three more rings, and the sword scar left from teaching Huzi how to wield a sword three years ago now shimmered faintly in the sunlight. He could not help but recall how, three years ago right here, Huzi's youthful face had been filled with a yearning for cultivation as he earnestly followed him, practicing sword forms stroke by stroke.
Chapter 416