The Lingxiao Pavilion had more and more disciples, and its strength kept growing. Ling Tian was quite pleased about that. As Hua Min'er had said, he missed Wan Yanming and the others and hoped they would ascend soon. After all, the Lingxiao Pavilion was relatively safe at this time, and helping them improve their strength sooner was for their own good.
Besides missing Wan Yanming and the others, Ling Tian also missed Wu De. It had already been more than ten thousand years since they last met, and the situation across the Immortal Realm was unstable. He worried that Wu De might encounter danger while traveling.
As if she knew what Ling Tian was thinking, Hua Min'er said, "Brother Tian, don't worry. Master's and Auntie's cultivation is even higher than Ran'er's and the others', and Sister Jin Sha'er and I passed on all the cultivation techniques we've learned to them. Their strength is hardly any weaker than ours now. They'll be fine."
"That's right. Besides, Master and Auntie know the Barbaric Land is quite chaotic, so they'll make a point of avoiding it." Chong Lou had a good understanding of Wu De. "Master has traveled for so many years and has a wealth of experience. He's also very good at sensing danger, so we don't need to worry too much."
Ling Tian nodded, his expression easing a little. Then he looked at Huzi, Mei Mei, and the others. "You're all masters now, too. When you get back, spend more time teaching your disciples. Don't keep thinking about going out to spar with people..."
Indeed, after all these years, Huzi, Ling Ran, and the others had each taken on disciples of their own. Some even had grand-disciples. Ling Tian's lineage had spread far and wide.
"And you have the nerve to