The southern district, out at sea.
Hardly anyone came here. Only instructors making breakthroughs used this area; the commotion would be too great in a cultivation room and might damage it.
Here, they could unleash their full strength. Making a breakthrough at sea also brought some peace of mind. Whether or not that helped the breakthrough, at least it kept them calmer.
Lü Fengrou sat cross-legged on the sea, adjusting her condition, while Fang Ping and the other three stood guard on shore.
"Old Wu, I think Lü Fengrou's starting to soften toward you, huh?" Bored, Li Changsheng teased Wu Kuishan through voice transmission.
"Hmph." Wu Kuishan's face was deathly pale. He said nothing, merely giving a cold snort.
"Old Wu, put in a little more effort, and you might patch things up. Of the twelve of us back then, only you and I are left. Once I'm dead, won't it just be between you and your wife?
"You can't keep dragging this out forever. Since her attitude's softened quite a bit, have a proper talk with her. Maybe things can go back to the way they were."
Ignoring Wu Kuishan's feelings, Li Changsheng continued transmitting his voice.
"When... are you leaving?"
After a moment of silence, Wu Kuishan asked through voice transmission.
"Nanjiang, probably. I'll let you see why the Long-Life Swordsman is called Duan Changsheng, too. After that, it'll just be you two. Go home and work things out between yourselves."
"Hmph. You'd better worry about yourself. Don't die halfway to Nanjiang, or get there only to kill a rank-six fighter and disgrace the Long-Life Swordsman's name."
"Ha! You don't believe me? Just watch me cut down a rank-eight fighter with one strike. Someone like you couldn't withstand a single stroke of my sword."
The next instant, Wu