Time flashed by, and several more months passed.
Lin Xuan remained on Spirit Herb Mountain, cultivating painstakingly. On the surface, not the slightest thing seemed amiss, though in his heart he was constantly considering how to refine the Meridian-Strengthening Pill.
He had already gathered all the other medicinal ingredients; the only thing missing was the Seven-Star Grass to serve as the catalyst.
Lin Xuan did not act rashly.
Although he had learned of its whereabouts, Azure Cloud Mountain was not a place his current self could barge into.
If he acted recklessly, not only would he fail to steal the immortal herb, he might even lose his life. Before he had a foolproof plan, Lin Xuan decided that forbearance was best.
Of course, he would not waste time either. Every day, he still cultivated with great diligence.
Although three pills were a little few, his cultivation was nevertheless steadily advancing.
In particular, the Nine Heavens Profound Art that Lin Xuan was now cultivating truly deserved to be one of the most famous techniques in the cultivation world a thousand years ago. Though with Lin Xuan's present cultivation, he had only grasped a bit of its fur, he had still experienced its formidable power.
That morning, Lin Xuan was meditating in the practice chamber of his cave residence.
Suddenly, his brows twitched. He raised his head and pointed with his hand. The stone door of the practice chamber opened, and a Sound Transmission Talisman flew in.
"Come quickly to your master's cave residence. There is an important matter to discuss."
After the talisman burned, Perfected Master Tongyu's voice rang out from within it. A strange look flashed through Lin Xuan's eyes. What did Master want with him?
But Lin Xuan did not hesitate. It so happened that his cultivation for that