You Could Have Made Yourself Clearer

Zhu Qilan looked at the Xun Character again. The more she savored it, the more profound and meaningful its mysteries seemed.

A feeling she wanted to voice but could not put into words caught in her throat.

She hurried back to the quiet chamber to enter seclusion and sort through her insights.

"This is the rhythm of someone about to comprehend the Dao..."

Lu Bei curled his lips, not envious in the slightest. The path he walked emphasized helping one another: everyone helped him, and he helped everyone. The more his wings comprehended, the more he gained.

Once their numbers grew, even if he simply lay flat and gave up later, his wings could still carry him to ascension.

"Wonderful!"

Before dawn, Lu Bei was alone in an empty room, lamenting the fickleness of the world. With no other choice, he summoned Steward Yu to read by candlelight through the night.

Steward Yu cultivated only to preserve her youth. A few more years of beauty were a few more years. She was a cultivator with no great ambitions.

In the past, she had busied herself solely for Zhu Qilan. Now, dividing her attention, she gave half of it to Lu Bei, leaving her even less interest in cultivation.

With Lu Bei taking her along, she still could not get off the ground.

Since her cultivation and strength were both mediocre, in front of Lu Bei, that ferocious body cultivator, her voice was soft and her body delicate and limp. As a mere support who was suddenly forced into the main position, she had ended up abandoning her armor and suffering a crushing defeat.

His cousin had entered seclusion to comprehend the Dao, and Steward Yu was of little use. Lu Bei revised his schedule and turned toward Sanqing Peak, releasing