Praise, a Good Thing, a Named Disciple

But when Lord of Long Xing learned how Xueye had advanced to Marshal Level, he suddenly calmed down.

He had said it before.

The limit of Xueye's cultivation in this lifetime didn't depend on Xueye himself.

It depended on Lord of Long Xing.

The stronger Lord of Long Xing became, the more he only had to let Xueye have a little of his power for Xueye to cultivate.

Lord of Long Xing and Xueye had grown up together, and their bond was incredibly deep.

When Xueye had once been on the brink of death, Lord of Long Xing had risked everything and used a soul contract to save his life. Of course, he had never truly treated Xueye as a slave.

He had always given Xueye plenty of freedom over the years.

It was just that, because of his innate talent and the effects of their master-servant contract, Xueye's path of cultivation had become exceedingly bleak.

Who would have thought that this time, with Lu Lin's help, he would advance straight to Marshal Level?

Although Marshal Level was still separated from Master Level by a chasm-like gap,

on paper, Master Level came right after Marshal Level.

What's more, Xueye's advancement would also raise his and Lord of Long Xing's standing within the money house.

After receiving this unexpected good news, Lord of Long Xing promised Xueye that he would gather resources as quickly as possible and ensure he could reach the peak of Marshal Level.

As for whether he could reach Master Level after that,

it would depend on whether Lord of Long Xing could attain Emperor Venerable Level—or whether he could get some benefits out of Lu Lin.

As for Xueye himself, he was already very satisfied with his current state.

He wasn't an eternal powerhouse who specialized in