The following day, in the morning, Ji An, Lin Jiuxiao, and Li Haoran escorted the Taixu Sect's Cloud-Piercing Flying Boat out of the range of the mountain-guarding formation.
True Lord Zhenyue and the other man cupped their hands. "Fellow Daoists, please return. Though green mountains remain unchanged and clear waters flow on, when we meet again, we shall drink and make merry."
Ji An and the others returned the gesture. "Fair winds on your journey."
Once the flying boat had vanished into the distance, Lin Jiuxiao let out a breath and sighed.
"They have finally left. Our mountain-guarding formation has yet to reach the Fourth Order. Whenever we entertain Nascent Soul True Lords, I never quite feel at ease."
Li Haoran smiled. "When one lacks strength and associates with cultivators of higher cultivation, one instinctively feels unsafe. During the time I spent with those two True Lords, my nerves were strung tight the whole while."
He paused, then continued.
"True Lord, Sect Master, now that I have obtained the complete Heavenly River Sword Art, I intend to enter seclusion and cultivate. I will strive to reach the perfected level as soon as possible before seeking a breakthrough. It is just that..."
He scratched his head, seeming to want to speak but holding back.
Seeing his awkward manner, Lin Jiuxiao asked, "Just what? Are you worried about the Nascent Soul Pill?"
Sword Cultivators spoke bluntly and directly. For him to be embarrassed, it had to be an issue concerning his breakthrough.
"Yes. Although a Sword Cultivator's breakthrough differs somewhat from everyone else's, the Nascent Soul Pill is still necessary. Otherwise, I do not know how many years I would squander waiting until I could naturally trigger the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation."
The pill still had to be taken. It served as