In the eyes of outsiders, both Chen Xun and Black Bull's cultivation seemed stuck at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, as if they had reached the limit of their potential.

Inside the cave abode at the Spiritual Medicine Garden at Huiquan Stream.

Black Bull leaned against the stone wall, looking at Chen Xun with a smug expression, as if they were back in the cave of that small village.

Chen Xun's eyes were deep like a pool, dressed in black with ink-like shoes, standing alone on the ground. A gentle breeze blew by, causing his clothes to rustle softly.