After each received a top-grade Spirit Transformation Pill, Gong Caiyu and Han Lin felt much more at ease.
"You two, do your best to stay alive."
Jiang Ding sighed. "Of our old friends from the Yue Kingdom, only the three of us remain... Oh, I forgot about that brat Li Qingyun."
"Forget it. So be it. We never had much friendship between us back then. Ensuring that the Seven Feathers Sect endures for ten thousand years will be enough. Our fate has run its course."
He recalled something.
For many generations, the Seven Feathers Sect had pursued the Nascent Soul Realm, and generation after generation of patriarchs had died for it. Most recently, Whitebrow True Person had followed Bloodflow Cloud into battle and entered the Royal Court Blessed Land, obtaining a Nascent Soul opportunity.
Unfortunately, Whitebrow True Person's fortune had not been enough, and he had died beneath the Nascent Soul heavenly tribulation.
Li Qingyun, Whitebrow True Person's personal disciple, had relied on the great platform of Tushan Central Court to narrowly form his Nascent Soul just before his lifespan ran out. He had now reached the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm. Though his talent and aptitude could not be considered outstanding, he was still among the better Nascent Soul Cultivators.
The main reason Jiang Ding had not thought of Li Qingyun was that they had barely spent any time together and shared few experiences, so their bond was not deep.
Without a deep bond, there was naturally no reason to send him off with lavish gifts.
Putting on a show of generosity while poor would make him uncomfortable.
"We will definitely survive!"
Han Lin and Gong Caiyu said solemnly.
"That is good."
Jiang Ding nodded and slightly closed his eyes.
Seeing this, Han Lin and Gong Caiyu bowed