"Junior Brother Chen, I remember you had a Five Elements Mixed Spirit Root. Could it be that you later succeeded in reaching Foundation Establishment as well?"
After three rounds of wine, Yu Hailong, his drunken eyes hazy, finally voiced a question he had kept buried in his heart for a long time.
In his view, if he had not reached Foundation Establishment, Junior Brother Chen, with his Five Elements Mixed Spirit Root, could not possibly have lived until now. Yet Junior Brother Chen's cultivation was only at the third level of the Qi Refining Realm, which left him deeply puzzled.
"Of course I reached Foundation Establishment."
Chen Changming smiled faintly and explained, "But I encountered enemies pursuing me. Both my arms were severed, and even my Dantian was badly injured, causing my cultivation to fall."
Yu Hailong's eyes reddened. "Junior Brother Chen, you've had it far too rough."
"It was a bit miserable."
Chen Changming wore a bitter smile as he used his spiritual power to control the wine cup and drained it in one gulp.
A mere sixth-level Nascent Soul Realm cultivator like him had been hunted down by a Spirit Transformation cultivator. How was that not miserable?
Fortunately, the Medicine Sect base had a teleportation array. Otherwise, he would have kicked the bucket in the Illusion Star Sea this time.
Yu Luoyue hurriedly refilled his cup.
"Junior Brother Chen."
Yu Hailong deeply sympathized with Chen Changming. In a heavy voice, he said, "From now on, just rest and recover peacefully in my Yu Family. If you need any cultivation resources, just tell your senior brother here. I'll definitely find a way to help you."
"Then I'll be imposing on you, Senior Brother Yu."
Chen Changming said gratefully.
The two clinked cups and drank, chatting endlessly about old times.