Watching Lu Ying'er's figure disappear into the distance, Lin Xuan gave a soft sigh. If he truly wished it, with his current strength, never mind helping the girl establish her foundation—even pushing her onward in one breath and having her condense a Golden Core would not be impossible.
But Lin Xuan did not do that.
It was still the same saying: the first few realms of cultivating immortality were for laying the foundation. Seedling-Pulling Growth might seem gratifying on the surface, but in the long run, it would do her harm and no good.
The immortal path was rugged and obscure. As her master, he could indeed support and look after her, but what she ultimately achieved would still depend on her own effort and fortune.
You reaped what you sowed. If one wanted to become a powerful cultivator, how could one rely on another's help? Striving by oneself was the proper path.
Of course, that was what he said, but merely helping her establish her foundation would still have only a negligible effect.
After this, however, it would have to depend on Lu Ying'er herself.
And the girl indeed did not disappoint Lin Xuan's expectations.
Three days passed, and she had successfully broken through the bottleneck and advanced. The current Lu Ying'er had already stepped into the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Though in Lin Xuan's eyes, her strength was still not worth mentioning, to her herself, it was truly something worth rejoicing over. Leaving other benefits aside for the moment, her lifespan alone had more than doubled.
The girl was naturally extremely grateful to Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan was also quite satisfied with her progress. Diligence could make up for clumsiness; besides, this girl's aptitude could only be said to be less than top-tier. In truth, it was still