Lu Xiaotian and the others returned to the immortal army camp and went their separate ways to cultivate in seclusion, hoping to consolidate what they had learned that day or delve into it further.
Lu Xiaotian sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, rubbing the Glazed Bright Fire King Jade in his hand. He could feel the astonishing fire aura within it. Then he raised his palm and put the jade away.
Just then, a ripple of Xiang Qingcheng's divine sense came from inside the Demon-Suppressing Tower. Lu Xiaotian flashed into the tower.
Xiang Qingcheng now carried an indescribable aura, utterly unlike that of an ordinary True Immortal. It was clear that the path she cultivated differed from everyone else's. After this single session of cultivation, she had smoothly reached the True Desire stage, the second realm of True Immortality. Her aura was even stronger than that of many True Immortal-tier werewolves Lu Xiaotian had encountered. As for her methods, Xiang Qingcheng had inherited part of the Purple Firmament Immortal Palace's legacy, so she was surely no pushover.
Lu Xiaotian briefly explained the situation to Xiang Qingcheng.
"Yan Ji?" At the mention of Yan Ji, Xiang Qingcheng's brows, fine and distant as mountains, drew together.
"It's all right." After a long moment, Xiang Qingcheng smiled.
"All right?" Lu Xiaotian didn't understand what she meant.
Xiang Qingcheng wrapped her arms around Lu Xiaotian's and leaned her head against his shoulder. "Even so, there are still nearly three hundred years. I'm content to have so much time with you. Ping'er, Dongfang Yi, and your junior sister Su Qing are the ones who have it worse. Oh, and your two good disciples, Hong Yue and Xiao Qiao—and Yu Ya, too. There's no need to even mention them."
"Hong Yue and Xiao Qiao are my