"In a Sword Sect this vast, I actually can't find more than a few people to taste Spirit Brew with."
That day, a sudden whim struck Lu Xuan, and he planned to find one or two familiar friends for a proper gathering. Yet after thinking it over and over, he discovered he had no one in mind at all.
Wan Zhong was in Secluded Cultivation, preparing to form his Nascent Soul. It was said he had reached the final juncture, and Lu Xuan could no longer remember how long it had been since he last saw him.
Ge Pu was the same, except he was still in the stage of tempering his divine soul and physical body. Occasionally, he sent over a message to report his progress to Lu Xuan, and more than once he expressed his gratitude for Lu Xuan lending him that rare and precious Yellow Millet Jade Pillow.
As for Huo Liner, perhaps because there was a breath of anger lodged in his heart, he spent most of his time outside the sect, either exploring Secret Realms in search of opportunities and treasures, or completing various tasks for the sect to earn Sword Seals.
Bai Li Jian Qing was likewise preparing to break through to the Core Formation Realm.
With Lu Xuan's earlier promise, it should not be a problem.
"Why do I feel like it wasn't this complicated when I broke through to Core Formation and Nascent Soul?"
Lu Xuan shook his head. If those acquaintances learned of this thought, he had no idea what they would silently curse him into.
Li Xuanchen of the Spirit Plant Hall in the Sword Palace had perhaps been stimulated by that Senior Brother Wen who had entered Heart Sword Lake, and had already been in Secluded Cultivation for some