Xun Kun nodded solemnly.
"Yes, I want to enter the Xuantian Square Realm. My cultivation has reached a bottleneck, and I want to seek an opportunity for a breakthrough within the Secret Realm."
Yunxi understood what Xun Kun meant. The path of cultivation was like this—if one did not advance, one fell behind. After all, no one would wait for you where they stood. Still, she said:
"Actually, your cultivation speed is not slow. You could even be called one of the outstanding among demonic cultivators. Don't push yourself too hard either. Haste makes waste; a solid foundation is what matters most."
Xun Kun replied seriously:
"I know, but I don't want to be left too far behind by you."
Hearing that she was part of the reason, Yunxi could only say helplessly:
"My circumstances are somewhat special."
She did not know how to explain the rest.
But Xun Kun continued:
"I know. You carry many burdens on your shoulders. As your companion and old friend, I am even less willing to watch you fight alone. Yet with my current cultivation, I truly cannot help you. So what I can do is improve my cultivation and try my best to stand on the same level as you. Only then will I have a chance to help you."
Xun Kun's gaze was frank, and Yunxi knew he spoke from the heart. Since he had a goal, she could not very well throw cold water on it. Thus, she rummaged through her space for several life-preserving items suitable for Xun Kun, stuffed them into a Soul Ring, and pushed it toward him.
"Don't say this old friend doesn't support you. Use demonic stones to buy these things. You may need them after entering the Secret Realm."
Xun Kun did not stand on