Today, Yunxi's task was to open one of the Meridians in her lungs. It was slow, grinding work, and by the time she finished her cultivation, it was already dusk.
Yunxi took a deep breath and instantly felt her breathing become incomparably smooth. Only then did she nod in satisfaction and prepare to store the Immortal Spirit Grass in her space.
The Immortal Spirit Grass, however, took the initiative to send her a voice transmission:
"Master, the Spiritual Qi we stored before is about to run dry. You need to find a new Spiritual Vein."
Yunxi's hand paused. Wasn't that goal a little too lofty? With her cultivation, was she even qualified to covet a Spiritual Vein? Wasn't she afraid of getting slapped to death? So she said in a negotiating tone:
"Little Immortal Grass, the goal you set is too high. Your master lacks the ability. Last time, you only succeeded because the sect was unprepared. If we do it again, we'll probably be watched."
"Ugh, small places are such a pain. They guard that little bit of stuff so tightly."
Little Immortal Grass complained.
Yunxi did not want to say much. After all, they had grown up in different environments.
The Immortal Spirit Grass shook its leaves and said:
"Fine. Since we can't set our sights on the sect, we'll go outside and look for a Spiritual Vein. We can absorb one without an owner, right?"
Yunxi thought the Immortal Spirit Grass's suggestion was quite good. Besides, she felt that she could barely suppress her cultivation any longer. She was only separated from the Foundation Establishment Realm by a sheet of window paper. Advancing to the Foundation Establishment Realm meant facing the Thunder Tribulation. If she did it within the sect, she would be unable to conceal her