Ji Bai's Foundation Establishment celebration lasted three days straight. During that time, Li Qing drank his fill of all manner of spirit wine and spirit tea.
Of course, now that he was at the Foundation Establishment Realm, ordinary spirit wine and tea could no longer provide much benefit. They were merely for indulging his palate and savoring the taste.
Once the three days were up, everyone bid their farewells and departed. Li Qing likewise cupped his fists and took his leave.
Riding his leaf-shaped magic tool, Li Qing drifted through the air, his mind filled with countless thoughts.
"Thanks to Ji Bai this time, I learned quite a bit more about the sects."
It could only be said that as one's cultivation rose, the information one could access would also rise with the tide.
For example, although the three Immortal Dao Sects of the Qingling Region each held dominion over one side, their relationship was not truly as placid as still water.
There were still certain ties between them.
Only the tribes of the Prairie Sacred Hall in the far north truly kept out of worldly affairs. They had always entrenched themselves deep within the vast grasslands and rarely emerged into the world.
Li Qing now had a deeper understanding of the power structure within the Cultivation World of the Qingling Region.
In terms of overall strength, the three Immortal Dao Sects were actually nearly equal.
Of course, Shangqing Sect now had True Person Linglong, who had already formed a core. Perhaps this balance would gradually be broken in the future.
"Ah, none of this has much to do with me. When the sky falls, the tall ones hold it up. What matters most right now is increasing my own strength!"
With that, Li Qing returned to his cave dwelling.