At this moment, Li Wenxing was cultivating in his training room. Because he was at Houtian Layer Ten, breaking through to the Xiantian Realm was not something that could be accomplished overnight. Such a breakthrough also depended on comprehension and opportunity. He had been stuck at the peak of Houtian Layer Ten for more than a decade, yet there was still no sign of a breakthrough.
Every aristocratic family coveted high-level martial strength, but Xiantian Masters were exceedingly rare.
The Shangshi Li Family had originally split off from the Kyoto Li Family, and it had happened because of issues from the ancestors' generation. However, the Shangshi Li Family had always remained subordinate to the Kyoto Li Family. Since the Shangshi Li Family had no Xiantian Master, it could only borrow the Kyoto Li Family's prestige. Otherwise, it would not have been able to secure a place in Shangshi.
However, cultivation was a matter of Not Advancing is Retreating. Even if he could not advance into the Xiantian Realm, he still needed to cultivate and consolidate his Houtian Layer Ten strength. Besides, perhaps during cultivation, he might gain some insight into the Xiantian Realm and suddenly comprehend it.
Just as he sat with his eyes half-closed, contemplating his cultivation and trying to enter a tranquil state, he heard a knock, knock! at the door.
The knocking shattered the state he had been trying to enter. Yet he was not particularly disappointed. Entering tranquility did not necessarily mean anything; it merely meant being free of distracting thoughts. He had experienced such moments many times, but they had never brought him any insight.
He slowly opened his eyes, rose, and walked outside. He knew that unless it was urgent, no one would disturb him while he was cultivating. When he opened the door