Apart from Li Canglan, the other Nascent Soul Realm cultivator was not a remnant of the Profound Sage Palace. He was a native of this small world named Lin Lang.
He was the first disciple Li Canglan had taken into the Heavenly Derivation Sect in this realm. After embarking on the path of cultivation, his comprehension of immortal arts had advanced at a terrifying pace. Even "changing with each passing day" failed to describe it.
"You've survived your tribulations?"
The speed at which Li Canglan and the others had advanced in cultivation struck Shi Lan as almost absurd. Li Canglan was one thing—he already had a foundation in cultivation. But Lin Lang had ascended from a mortal to a Nascent Soul Realm immortal cultivator in a mere fifteen years. It was simply inconceivable.
With cultivation advancing so rapidly, his foundation was surely unstable. And he had no magic treasure to protect him. How had he survived the Nascent Soul Realm tribulation?
"We've never seen a tribulation."
Li Canglan shook his head. Back then, after his cultivation reached the peak of the Golden Core Realm, he had practically encountered no obstacles at all before shattering his core and forming his Nascent Soul, entering the Nascent Soul Realm without seeing a trace of tribulation lightning.
No tribulation...
Shi Lan furrowed her brow slightly and raised a finger to touch Li Canglan between the eyebrows.
Li Canglan did not resist. He relaxed his body.
Following her fingertip, Shi Lan sent a wisp of divine sense into Li Canglan's mind. A Dao Foundation appeared before her.
Unlike the Dao Foundation in her own mind, Li Canglan's had only seven tiers, and there was a slight flaw in it.
The Nascent Soul atop the Dao Foundation was the size of a two- or three-year-old child.