"Go!"
Then the girl pointed, and the Immortal Sword once again transformed into a spirit snake, a vicious python.
In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed. A fine sheen of sweat appeared on Shangguan Ling's forehead, and she panted softly, delicate and breathless. It was because her spiritual energy had been exhausted too much. After all, she was only a late-stage Spirit Movement cultivator. Still, to have achieved this much was already quite impressive. In the short half year since she had taken Lin Xuan as her master, her cultivation had improved greatly.
In the past, she would not even have dared to dream of such a thing.
Cultivating immortality, cultivating immortality—besides Spirit Root and hard work, what one competed with was resources.
With a sweep of her jade hand, the girl put the Spirit Tool away into her robes, then bowed to Lin Xuan, her beautiful face full of gratitude. "Many thanks for Master's kindness. Ling'er will definitely cultivate diligently and will absolutely not fail your expectations."
"All right, there's no need for so many formalities."
Lin Xuan raised his hand in a gesture of support. Then, on the left side of the sky, Startling Rainbows suddenly surged up, and all kinds of multicolored escape lights appeared in view.
Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly. Although they were still far away, with his eyesight, he could still see everything clearly. The one in the lead was a beautiful woman in palace dress—it was none other than Shangguan Muyu.
"Senior, we have kept you waiting. The disciples of our sect are all here. Do you think we can withdraw now?"
"Of course."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. Then he stretched out his hand and patted his waist. Spiritual light flared, and