Thereafter, every half year, the young Taiheng would come to Lotus Sacred Land with his master, while Taiheng would secretly slip away to spar with Xiyue.
And so, several decades passed. Taiheng had already become a peak Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, while Xiyue's cultivation was exactly the same as his.
The two had gone from sneaking around in secret to being open and aboveboard. They ventured out together to gain experience, and in the eyes of others, they were an immortal couple that everyone envied.
Taiheng and Xiyue truly seemed like a match made in heaven, incomparably well-suited to one another.
Yet one day, Taiheng was summoned to the courtyard by his master.
The old man looked at the young Taiheng and slowly spoke.
"Your foundation is sufficient now. I will use an ancient secret technique to compress your cultivation—compress it again and again. When you finally step into the Spirit Transformation Realm, you will be the strongest Spirit Transformation cultivator."
"However, there is one condition: until you break through to the Spirit Transformation Realm, you may not leave the mountain gate. Are you willing?"
Hearing the old man's words, Taiheng froze for a moment before readily agreeing. It was just staying inside, nothing difficult. Once he broke through to the Spirit Transformation Realm, he could leave anyway.
And once he reached the Spirit Transformation Realm, he would become the strongest Spirit Transformation cultivator. This deal was no loss at all.
Thus, Taiheng remained in this small world in seclusion, unable to leave the mountain gate. When Xiyue heard of it, she said she understood completely. Every so often, Xiyue would come and share amusing things she had encountered with Taiheng.
"Kid, today I beat up that disgusting suitor of my little sister Youlian until he was sprawled on the