A month later, Lin Xuan finally emerged from the secret chamber.
His face was filled with exhaustion, but on closer look, one could still make out a trace of relief within it.
Earlier, he had boasted shamelessly, but truly helping this woman break through had not been as easy as he had imagined.
He had encountered no small number of twists and turns along the way.
Liu Xin had even nearly suffered qi deviation, and even her meridians had almost snapped inch by inch.
If it had been any other Dongxuan Realm cultivator, they probably could only have wrung their hands helplessly.
Fortunately, Lin Xuan's wealth was so abundant that ordinary cultivators could not compare to him in the slightest. But even so, he had still spent the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, and consumed countless rare treasures, before finally managing to keep this woman safe and sound.
Of course, apart from the power of medicinal pills, Lin Xuan himself had also lost some vital energy.
Thinking back on the experiences of this past month, Lin Xuan felt deeply fortunate. Being able to help that girl break through to the Nascent Soul Late Stage had truly been luck.
It seemed he really had been a little too arrogant.
Cultivating to immortality, cultivating to immortality—what it relied on, in the end, was each person's own effort and fortune. Even after he had advanced to the Dongxuan Realm, helping low-level cultivators advance was still not so easy.
It would be better to do less of this sort of thing in the future. Otherwise, he would harm others and himself.
"Young Master."
As Lin Xuan was thinking this, a delicate cry entered his ears. After learning that he had come out of seclusion, Lu Ying'er and the other two women had