"Martial Uncle, you're taking out so many spiritual herbs—could it be that you're planning to leave again so soon?" Wu Yun'er froze, her face showing a reluctant expression.
In his spare time over these past few days, Lin Xuan had also given her some guidance.
As a great cultivator at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, with broad knowledge and experience, guiding a mere Core Condensation Realm cultivator naturally took no effort at all.
Every word Lin Xuan said sounded to Wu Yun'er like pearls of wisdom. One confusion after another that had plagued her before had all suddenly opened up, like the thatch had been pulled from her mind.
So she truly could not bear to part with this martial uncle. With such a great expert supporting her, it was as if the bottlenecks on the immortal path had all turned into insignificant drifting clouds.
Lin Xuan naturally understood what this young woman was thinking. His guidance in her cultivation was not merely because of Ouyang Qinxin.
Among the juniors he knew, Wu Yun'er was the most well-behaved. Her aptitude was excellent, she was willing to endure hardship, and in how she dealt with people and matters, she was first-rate. If not for the fact that he had grown used to coming and going alone, and did not have the energy for it, Lin Xuan would have been willing to take such a disciple.
That was why, in his spare time, he had spared no effort in guiding this young woman.
Lin Xuan glanced at Wu Yun'er, a kindly smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "I am not leaving. There are some matters for which I need to enter seclusion for the time being."
"Seclusion?" Though Wu Yun'er was clever and mischievous, a puzzled look still appeared on