Though the Yin Mountain Sect's cultivation methods were not particularly profound, they were still the stuff of dreams for some Rogue Cultivators.
After all... they had produced a Golden Core cultivator!
Great Song Daoist could not bear to give up the astral force he had painstakingly cultivated, nor was he willing to disperse his cultivation. He also thought that stones from other hills could polish jade; perhaps he might yet gain some insight from it.
Bean Curd and Plum Blossom, however, were relying on their youth and even intended to abandon their current cultivation and start anew.
After all, those at the Outer Astral stage still had the lifespan of mortals.
If they could not cultivate Profound Light, they would not have much time to live. A few hurried decades would see them grow old—how could people who had grown accustomed to the sights of the immortal path be willing to accept that?
As for life-extending spiritual pills?
Though they were not exceptionally rare, they were still rather difficult to obtain.
At the very least... Li Rubi could not get his hands on any. Otherwise, he would have eaten them himself long ago.
Bat Cave amid harsh mountains and wicked waters.
Bat Duke was circulating his cultivation art when his eyelids suddenly twitched. He shouted, "This old man's tribulation has come..."
With a slap of his palm, a bloodthirsty demonic radiance wrapped around him and carried him into the air. Looking at the enemies closing in from all four directions, he said, "Li Rubi?"
"It is indeed I! Bat Duke, you slaughtered the Li Family's ancestors back then, and later killed my disciple. It is time to repay this debt!"
Li Rubi said no more. With a pointed finger, the Jade Water Sword transformed into a streak of sword