During this period of secluded cultivation, Su Lijing ignored everything: the several invitations from Si Hong Qingyan, important reports from his subordinates, and even his disciple Su Zuiqi's requests to see him.
Now that he had broken through to the Dao Integration Mid Stage, he felt that everything had been worth it!
Su Lijing rose to his full height. A hint of spirited confidence flickered between his brows, then vanished.
He had only just broken through and needed to steady his state of mind, so it wasn't suitable for him to continue his arduous cultivation.
As it happened, his disciple Su Zuiqi had sought an audience with him some time ago. He could take the opportunity to offer her a few pointers...
At the thought of Su Zuiqi, Su Lijing couldn't help shaking his head slightly.
Originally, he had planned to pass the Mahasattva Color Derivation Scroll on to his disciple. Once her cultivation reached a certain level, he could send her to deal with Pei Ling... But now, Pei Ling's cultivation had advanced far too quickly.
Even if the Mahasattva Color Derivation Scroll were a hundred times more powerful, the enormous gap in cultivation would still remain. If Su Zuiqi went to him, she'd only be delivering herself to become his cauldron!
Therefore, he no longer planned to use Su Zuiqi to avenge himself. Instead, he wanted to properly cultivate his disciple, so she could inherit his legacy in the future...
With that thought, Su Lijing took a step forward and vanished from his cave abode.
The Su Clan Ancestral Land.
The ancestral residence where the head of the family lived.
The rear courtyard.
On the upper floor of a small building set apart from the others.
Wisps of blue smoke rose from the burning Spirit Incense; beaded curtains