Before dawn three days later, Mo Hua had already packed his luggage.
He handed a Jade Slip to his mother, Liu Ruhua, and said:
"Mom, this Jade Slip contains some insights on Foundation Establishment. I've summarized them all. Read them when you have time, and cultivate properly. Dad has already reached Foundation Establishment, but you're still at Ninth-Layer Qi Refining. You must usually be slacking off and not putting your mind into cultivation. That won't do. Cultivation is like rowing against the current—if you do not advance, you retreat. If you slack off, you'll fall one step behind, then fall behind at every step..."
"You have to cultivate diligently. Cultivation is a cultivator's foundation. The higher your cultivation, the better your health will be, and the longer your lifespan will be in the future. Then I won't have to worry about you all the time..."
Mo Hua instructed her with a solemn expression.
Liu Ruhua flushed with embarrassment.
Mo Shan, standing beside them, did not know whether to laugh or cry.
In other families, parents urged their sons to cultivate. Yet when it came to Mo Hua, he had turned it around and was urging his parents instead.
Having said all that, Mo Hua had nothing else to remind them of.
He checked his Storage Bag again, making sure the jerky and pastries his mother had made were all inside. Then he turned back to look at his room and his home, reluctant to leave.
Seeing her child about to leave home, Liu Ruhua's heart ached. She could not help pulling Mo Hua into her embrace and softly reminding him:
"You must take good care of yourself."
"If you encounter danger, never try to show off. Run if you can; preserving your life is what matters. In this world, nothing