Liuli took it easy for another two days before finally making up her mind to enter seclusion.
Although her new Sword Heart could temper her Dou Qi at every moment, it was ultimately only passive cultivation. Relying on that alone, there was no way she could achieve her goal of becoming a Saint.
She told the elders about her plans, and the uncles and old men who longed to see their daughter succeed were overjoyed. They sent her one priceless treasure after another, items that could stir up turmoil in the outside world.
Gongsun Lin waved a hand and directly opened up a small space beside the Jian Realm, carefully arranging everything within it. The small space had mountains and water, with beautiful scenery. More importantly, it was filled with Heaven and Earth Energy nearly ten times denser than that of the Jian Realm, making it a perfect cultivation ground that would be more than enough to support her until she emerged from seclusion.
Enjoying the care of her elders, Liuli felt warm and happy, wanting to do something to thank them.
These people had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years, and every one of them was at least a Dou Saint. What storms, opportunities, or treasures had they not seen? Never mind whether her gifts would catch their eyes—giving them something might instead make them feel that she was treating them like strangers.
So, on the night before entering seclusion, she invited a large group of Sword Clan higher-ups to the little courtyard where she usually lived. She personally cooked several tables of lavish dishes, then sat down to eat and drink with them, treating it as her way of thanking them.
After several rounds of wine, the big shots led by the White Tiger Sword Saint,