"Yes. If I didn't have a big enough appetite, I wouldn't insist on cultivating three systems," Li Tianming said.
"This will leave you mediocre in the end. If you don't listen to me, you'll regret it before long," Lan Yun said coldly.
"That's fine. At least I fought for it. I'm still young—I have room to make mistakes!" Li Tianming said, his eyes blazing.
"Not necessarily. Once you hit a wall, it may be over. Your whole life may end up that way," Lan Yun said.
"If it really comes to that, I'll accept it. If Master kills me for being mediocre, I won't shed a single tear!" Li Tianming said.
Lan Yun was rather stunned by the persistence revealed in his words.
"It sounds good, but I still believe that if you continue like this, there's a ninety-nine percent chance you'll end up as a pitiful wretch." Though Lan Yun said this, she still tossed Li Tianming an Otherworldly Token!
"Thank you, Master!" Li Tianming bowed in gratitude.
"I hope you turn back early enough."
After saying that, Lan Yun turned and left.
In truth, this argument had made her a little angry. Yet she also knew that forcibly twisting a melon only made it bitter. On the path of cultivation, if she forcibly turned Li Tianming around, he would certainly be left with regrets. Nor would he be able to walk the path of single cultivation well.
Therefore, she had no way to control him.
She could only let him live or die as fate pleased.
She would not interfere in disputes among disciples, either.
Thus, from this day onward, Li Tianming and his senior brothers were effectively in a state of free slaughter.
Having obtained the Otherworldly Token, Li Tianming went straight to find Li Fan.