Lu Ye had asked the Mad Blade Sect for twenty copies of Blade Technique Cultivation Insights. To the Mad Blade Sect, this was hardly a matter at all, and he could be certain that the Blade Technique Cultivation Insights they provided would all be relatively basic, with absolutely no profound cultivation techniques involved.
Lu Ye had never expected them to offer anything profound in the first place.
As he read the contents of the handwritten notes, he gradually found inspiration.
That was until Yiyi came up carrying a washbasin, wet a towel, and thoroughly scrubbed his face several times.
A short while later, Lu Ye and Hua Ci sat facing each other in the small courtyard outside the wooden house, stuffing themselves without restraint.
After eating and drinking their fill, Lu Ye said, "I'm going back to the camp. Before long, I should be advancing to the Cloud River Realm. What are your plans?"
"No plans for now," Hua Ci replied casually as she cleared up.
"You're going to stay here all this time?" Lu Ye asked, puzzled.
"Don't worry about me. I have my own plans. Just focus on cultivating. Who knows, even if I remain in the Spirit Stream Battlefield, my cultivation might improve faster than yours." As she spoke, Hua Ci winked at him.
Lu Ye snorted. "Then I really need to work hard."
He rose to his feet, summoned his Spirit Boat, and leaped aboard. "I left some cultivation supplies for you in the room on the third floor. I'll wait for you in the Cloud River Battlefield."
"Go on."
Lu Ye nodded, soared into the sky, and vanished into the distance as a streak of light.
Watching Lu Ye leave, Hua Ci smiled and continued clearing the messy table. She did not feel much bitterness