Just like that, both of them were perfectly delighted. Lin Xuan and Little Fur Ball had each achieved their own aims.
Man and pet both revealed the look of a scheme successfully pulled off, then began to chuckle foolishly. "Heh, heh, heh."
At this point, the matter could be considered brought to a close.
Lin Xuan had not been out for very long this time, but his experiences had been rather rich. It was about time he returned.
He released his divine sense. There were no other Ancient Beasts nearby; they had long since been frightened away by the earth-shaking battle the two of them had unleashed moments ago.
Lin Xuan tipped back his head and drank another bottle of Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Milk. Then azure light blazed around his entire body, and he transformed into a Startling Rainbow, flying back the way he had come.
The journey was relatively smooth. Although he encountered several attacks from Ancient Beasts, none were at the beast king level. Ordinary Ancient Beasts were something Lin Xuan could easily handle even in his poor condition.
Just like that, two months passed, and Lin Xuan finally left the Flying Cloud Desert.
He did not rush back to Cloud Hidden Sect. Instead, he first found a secluded and safe spiritual land, opened up a cultivation cave, and began taking medicine and meditating.
In the battle with Taowu, Lin Xuan's losses had been no small matter. Even his Life Essence had been greatly depleted.
These things were not something Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Milk alone could make up for; he needed to recover through meditation.
Lin Xuan did not want to travel under such circumstances. The world of cultivation was full of dangers, and keeping one's strength at its peak at all times was the wise choice.
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