Lin Heng had just finished his first cultivation session and stepped outside when he saw Xiao Rang staring at him with blazing eyes.
"Disciple, how did your first official cultivation session feel?"
Xiao Rang spoke, asking Lin Heng.
Today, he had originally planned to take Lin Heng out to play as usual.
After all, Lin Heng was still recuperating, and spending more time together as master and disciple would foster their bond. It would not be a waste of time.
Yet he had never expected that, after more than half a year of play, this disciple of his would begin cultivating for the first time ever.
After finishing his cultivation, Lin Heng's aura was extremely restrained.
Even though Xiao Rang was a Great Grandmaster, he could not discern Lin Heng's cultivation progress.
"Master, I feel great. I've already reached the Xiantian Realm."
With a flick of his finger, Lin Heng shot out a strand of sword qi toward the empty space before Xiao Rang.
This was sword qi condensed purely from internal force, without the enhancement of any Artistic Conception or qi and blood to increase its power. It clearly displayed Lin Heng's current cultivation at the initial Xiantian Realm.
Xiao Rang swept his sleeve and dispersed the sword qi, sensing Lin Heng's progress.
He was instantly overjoyed and laughed. "Good, good, good! Worthy of being my disciple, the peerless Banished Sword Immortal! You reached the Xiantian Realm in a single day! Shall I hold a Master Acknowledgment Ceremony for you, so that the heroes of the jianghu may also learn just how heaven-defying your talent is?"
Lin Heng glanced at Xiao Rang.
During his first simulation, Lin Heng had eaten and drunk at the sect's expense. Other than providing the elders of his sect with emotional value, he had