Sky Continent, Demon Domain Mountains.
"I did take you as my disciple with another purpose in mind, but it is absolutely not merely to use you. Rather, if we join forces, both sides benefit." Feng Liang's voice, filled with temptation, entered his ears. Yet what sort of deeply scheming person was Tian Xiaojian? His face remained completely unmoved.
Seeing this, Feng Liang felt slightly surprised, but instead of alarm, she was delighted. This boy was steady and mature; one look told her he was someone capable of shouldering great matters. If she cooperated with him, her hope of escaping confinement was still very high.
"Boy, do you want to advance to the Lihe Realm?"
"The Lihe Realm?"
When Tian Xiaojian heard this, even he could not help but feel his heart thump. Cultivators painstakingly sat in meditation and struggled through storms of blood and reeking winds—wasn't their goal to advance to the Lihe Realm, so they might have a chance to survive Heavenly Tribulation and finally ascend to the Spirit World?
But Tian Xiaojian was, after all, no ordinary cultivator. Of course he understood that pies did not fall from the sky.
After hesitating briefly, he finally spoke with extreme caution. "If I take Senior as my master, you can let me advance to the Lihe Realm?"
"That's right." Feng Liang nodded. "And it will only take several decades."
"Several decades?"
Tian Xiaojian froze, the expression on his face turning strange. This lie was far too outrageous. Never mind that the other party was only at the late stage of the Lihe Realm—even a mighty cultivator from the Spirit World absolutely could not possess such heaven-defying ability, to make his cultivation surge by leaps and bounds in a mere few decades...
"Hmph. Since I say this, I naturally have absolute