Xun Kun faced the doubts from Linlang's master with a touch of embarrassment. He coughed lightly and said,
"Master, this disciple will charter a Flying Boat and head directly to Haoran Sect. I shouldn't get lost."
Venerable Linlang chuckled upon hearing this. With a swipe over her Storage Bracelet, she took out a palm-sized bronze arrowhead and handed it to Xun Kun.
"Take this magical treasure. It can help you identify directions. Don't go losing yourself again."
Xun Kun smiled awkwardly, accepted the treasure his master had given him, then rose to take his leave. However, his retreating figure looked somewhat disheveled.
Venerable Linlang smiled helplessly. Her disciple lacked neither talent, comprehension, nor cultivation speed. His sole flaw was his inability to tell directions. Even within Kunmo Sect itself, Xun Kun would get lost.
Previously, some ill-intentioned disciples had grown jealous of Xun Kun's aptitude and deliberately led him into a forbidden area of Kunmo Sect, intending to use the formations there to harm him. Fortunately, she had emerged from seclusion at the time, rescued Xun Kun, and taken him in as her final disciple while she was at it.
She had also sealed the memories of that impure-minded disciple and expelled him from the sect. How could her disciple's weakness be allowed to become common knowledge?
Afterward, whenever Xun Kun went out to train, he chose to travel in groups. As his cultivation rose and his divine sense grew stronger, he gradually managed to conceal this weakness over time.
The last time he had gone to explore the Baohua Mountain secret realm had also been Xun Kun's own suggestion. He had said that the Secret Realm was an independent little world, so there was no such thing as getting lost. In any case, everyone would be randomly teleported after