Lu Fan even thought he was hearing things. When his Dao Path had sunk to its lowest point, how could anyone be willing to offer him a Foundation Establishment Pill?
That was a Foundation Establishment Pill, not cabbage by the roadside. How could someone promise to hand one over so casually?!
No!
He was not hearing things, because he knew this gentle voice well—so well that it was unforgettable!
At the Ascension Ceremony not long ago, when the Tang Family Patriarch had been about to kill him with a palm strike, it had been the owner of this voice who appeared and saved his life at the critical moment.
"E-Elder Li?! Is that you, Elder Li?!" Lu Fan's body trembled slightly, his voice somewhat hoarse.
Soon, a tall figure walked into the entrance of Lu Fan's courtyard with his hands clasped behind his back.
"Taking a desperate gamble at the edge of a cliff, trying to force Foundation Establishment without relying on a Foundation Establishment Pill—I have to say, I admire such courage."
"At the very least, I myself could never do something so reckless and mad."
Once he saw Li Qing's face clearly, Lu Fan immediately dropped to his knees and pleaded, "Elder Li, I've been set up. In the Ice Prison, they made me guard a mad senior alone for an entire day. If this continues, I'm afraid I'll fall into madness within a month."
"I had no choice. I had no choice!"
Li Qing had heard the rumors about the mad old man in the Ice Prison.
It was said that the old man had once been an elder of the sect, with unfathomable strength. Later, while seeking a breakthrough into Core Formation and cultivating a secret art, he suffered a qi deviation and descended completely into