At Ernst Academy, Lin Feng and Dilia walked side by side along a quiet path.
"Lin Feng, I'm going back to the Yulan Empire with my brother tomorrow." Dilia looked at Lin Feng with deep reluctance.
"Tomorrow? So soon?" Although Lin Feng wanted Dilia to leave this troublesome place as soon as possible, he couldn't bear to see her go.
"Mm!" Dilia nodded slightly. "My brother's urged me to come back several times already. I've just kept putting it off."
Lin Feng understood how Dilia felt. He drew her into his arms and gently reassured her, "It's all right. I'll come find you in the Yulan Empire soon. Just don't let missing me keep you from cultivating like last time."
"Mm, I know!" Dilia replied casually.
Seeing how obviously insincere her answer was, Lin Feng could only sigh helplessly. He knew Dilia didn't like cultivating. If he hadn't taken her to the Magical Beast Forest to train for five and a half years, she would probably have been no more than a fourth-rank mage by now.
But for the sake of their future, Lin Feng had to motivate Dilia to cultivate.
After a moment's thought, Lin Feng said, "Dilia, I've already become a Saint-level Magus."
"Huh? What?" Dilia suddenly realized what he'd said and stared at him in astonishment. "You said you've become a Saint Magus? How is that possible? You're only seventeen!"
Dilia had known for a long time that Lin Feng had reached the rank of an eighth-rank Magus. But she'd assumed that even someone as gifted as him would need decades, perhaps even a century, to reach the Saint Realm. Yet only two years had passed since he became an eighth-rank Magus. To have reached the Saint Realm in just two years was unbelievable.
"I wouldn't lie