In Li Qingqiu's view, an unawakened constitution must require some kind of stimulus, either to the body or to the mind. It was hard to tell just how much stimulation it would take.
But Yuan Li was still young, and he couldn't bring himself to do it.
Forget it.
This disappointment was itself a trial for his state of mind. Li Qingqiu believed that his Master's Heart and Tenacious Fate would help him stay on the right path and keep him from going astray.
Li Qingqiu closed his eyes and continued cultivating.
The eighth layer was getting closer and closer.
Night fell. Li Sifeng returned to Lingxiao Courtyard with the Emperor Profound Sword in hand. He was exhausted; that day's cultivation had drained his Origin Energy and strength.
Though tired, he felt fulfilled. The feeling of growing stronger every day was wonderful.
How had he never learned to cherish it before?
Did it really take despair to make him see the light?
Thinking of Cheng Xiu watching him practice his sword that afternoon, her face full of admiration, filled Li Sifeng with a sense of accomplishment.
If Hell Kirin hadn't arrived back then, not only would he have died, but Cheng Xiu and her younger brother would have died, too. The thought sent a shiver through him.
He looked up and saw the Eldest Senior Brother seated at the long table.
"Eldest Senior Brother, it's so late. Why haven't you gone to rest?"
Li Sifeng walked over and asked with a smile.
Li Qingqiu put down the book in his hands, looked at him, and said, "I was waiting for you. I have a task for you."
Li Sifeng grew curious. "What task?"
"Reach the fifth layer of the Nourishing Yuan Realm as quickly as possible, then wipe out