Lingxiao Pavilion had grown rapidly, and its strength kept increasing. Chong Lou, Zhu Yan, and the others had successively overcome their tribulations. At this point, there were more than ten immortals, not counting Yang Lin and the others. With them included, Lingxiao Pavilion had truly become a first-rate power. Even more people in the pavilion would overcome their tribulations and become immortals, and it would only grow stronger from here. Old Man Ling and the others were greatly encouraged by this.
For more than a hundred years, Ling Tian had immersed himself in studying the pavilion's techniques. He had already comprehended several hundred manuals, and nearly every one of them had taught him something. At the very least, he could learn one or two Dao arts or minor tricks from each. It was fair to say he knew considerably more Dao arts than Ling Yue.
The most important reward from studying these techniques was not the Dao arts and minor tricks, but his growing control and understanding of energy. Ling Tian possessed a wide range of attributes, and gaining a deeper understanding of each one's properties undoubtedly made him stronger. It also let him use Dao arts of every attribute more skillfully, often calling them to hand at will.
His gains had been substantial, and Ling Tian was becoming completely absorbed in his studies. But one day, while he was cultivating, his Communication Jade Talisman rippled with spatial energy. This left him puzzled. After a moment's thought, he had a vague idea who was contacting him.
Not many people in the Cultivation World knew Ling Tian's Communication Jade Talisman. If something came up, the allied sects would contact Lu Yuan or Old Man Ling first. Almost no one came directly to him. That left little doubt about who was trying