Spring passed and autumn came, and ten years quickly went by.
In the Thousand Calabash World, on a vast plain somewhere, a light gate over a hundred zhang wide hung high in the sky.
Over a thousand cultivators, including Wang Qingqing, had gathered there, their expressions excited. Wang Qingshan was preparing to take them back to the Eastern Fence World.
Long Xin was saying something to Wang Qingshan, his face wreathed in smiles.
Thanks to Wang Qingshan's help, they had discovered another unknown Secret Realm over the past ten years and obtained a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Herb along with a batch of spirit herbs of considerable age. Long Xin was now even more confident of reaching the Spirit Transformation Mid-Stage.
He had originally wanted to persuade Wang Qingshan to stay and continue searching for unknown Secret Realms, but Wang Qingshan refused. He was desperate to return home. Once he had settled his clansmen, it would not be too late to search for Secret Realms with Long Xin again.
"Daoist Wang, return soon. I'll await you at the Azure Ripple Sect's main altar."
Long Xin spoke warmly. After discovering two unknown Secret Realms, he had obtained quite a few three- to four-thousand-year-old spirit herbs and even a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Herb. He was highly confident of reaching the Spirit Transformation Mid-Stage, and Wang Qingshan's contribution had been indispensable.
"Once I've settled my clansmen, I'll definitely come find Fellow Daoist Long."
Wang Qingshan spoke solemnly. He and Long Xin had cooperated in searching for unknown Secret Realms and had obtained quite a few good things, which benefited his cultivation. They had not returned to the Eastern Fence World for many years, and he did not know how the Lineage was faring.
He swept out his sleeve and shouted in a