Back when Xu Xing first arrived in the Great Profound Realm, the first Human Race cultivators had already appeared, and they had already developed their cultivation system as far as the Nascent Soul Realm.
But at the time, they still used the Cang Race's names for the realms. It wasn't until later, after the cultivation system had become more complete and they had defeated the Cang Race, that they adopted the names used today.
A few minutes later, Xu Xing and Bie Xuening emerged from the bamboo house after paying their respects to their master.
Whenever Xu Xing returned to the sect from a trip, he came here to pay his respects to his master, though the sect had a dedicated Hall of Saints to honor the sages of the Human Race.
But compared to that place, he preferred this little bamboo grove his senior sister had created.
The two went to the pond, where two bamboo lounge chairs sat by the water.
Though many years had passed, they still gleamed like new.
After sitting down, Bie Xuening gazed below, her eyes seeming to pierce every obstruction and settle on a certain spot.
"Are you planning to take her as your disciple?"
She was naturally referring to Zhang Yunlu.
A cultivator who had Comprehended the Logic was someone her junior brother certainly wouldn't just leave alone.
"I did have that idea at first, but when I saw the logic she had Comprehended, I knew she wasn't suited to be my disciple."
Bie Xuening said nothing. She watched Zhang Yunlu, who was being led to the cafeteria by Chi Jiuyu, for a little while longer.
A Qi Refining cultivator naturally couldn't resist her gaze.
"The Principle of Peril, the meaning of being born from the brink of death..."
Indeed, she was