Meanwhile, elsewhere.
Sky Continent, Demon Domain Mountains.
Deep amid the mountains, in a certain sinister, dim cave dwelling.
Tian Xiaojian looked at his own hands, his face filled with surprise and delight. He had actually advanced to Lihe.
Though he had long since harbored the thought of taking a gamble, that was only because he had no other choice. To be honest, Tian Xiaojian had been extremely uneasy about this decision.
He had never expected to succeed so smoothly, without incident all the way.
Though he had suffered tremendous pain during the process, compared with the benefits of becoming a Lihe Realm cultivator, it simply did not count for anything.
Turning his head, he saw that Feng Liang's face was deathly pale, and the demonic qi around her body had also thinned greatly. Clearly, in order to help him advance, this old fellow had exhausted all her strength, and had even paid no small price.
"Many thanks, Master."
Tian Xiaojian's face was full of gratitude, yet deep in his heart, he was incomparably puzzled. He had spent a full hundred years with Feng Liang; how could he not know what sort of person this old monster was? If one said Feng Liang had truly paid such a great price for him, her disciple, Tian Xiaojian would not believe it even if he were beaten to death.
Then what was her goal? Was it merely to have him go to the Asura Gate and retrieve the treasure that could free her from her predicament?
With Tian Xiaojian's shrewdness, even deep in his heart, he could not help feeling profoundly perplexed.
And just then, Feng Liang's strange voice entered his ears. "Heh heh, no need for thanks. A full nine hundred years. This venerable one has finally waited until this day."
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