Three years passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day.
Star Sea Realm.
Yun Qian Lineage's residence.
Yun Qian Mountain Valley.
A middle-aged cultivator clad in splendid robes slowly approached a cave abode with tightly shut doors and raised his hand to knock.
After a moment.
As the doors opened.
A dense wave of spiritual qi immediately rushed toward him.
Right afterward, a young man in a blue Ling Clan Daoist Robe slowly emerged from within.
He stood one meter eighty-five tall, with a slender build and an air of Celestial Bone Structure about him, making him appear especially extraordinary.
Upon seeing the middle-aged cultivator arrive, he asked curiously.
"Martial Brother Wang, is the sect's once-every-fifty-years Star Sea Assembly about to begin?"
The middle-aged-looking Martial Brother Wang nodded and said with a smile.
"That's right."
He then looked Ling Pengyun over again. Seeing that his aura had become increasingly unfathomable, to the point that he could no longer sense it at all, he could not help but feel shocked and praised him.
"Junior Brother truly is extraordinary. I never expected that after merely three years apart, your cultivation would have improved again! This senior brother is truly envious."
"If only I had half your talent."
Ling Pengyun did not feel pleased upon hearing this. Instead, his expression turned complicated.
"Martial Brother, there is no need to belittle yourself. Your aptitude is not poor either, and while my cultivation has improved, aptitude is only one factor. The main reason is that I relied on pills."
"And for this, I have nearly exhausted all the other spiritual items on my person."
"Martial Brother, you do not know this junior brother's hardships."
This Martial Brother Wang was the sole personal disciple of Old True Lord Yun Qian, the master of the