Taiyi City.
Ji Yuan did not slow down. He continued flying toward Teleportation Harbor.
But Tu Yue's question still echoed through his Sea of Consciousness.
Soon, though, it brought another matter to mind—or rather, a Fourth Tier demon who had achieved Form Transformation.
Long Ba.
The letter his master Hua Yaoyue had left behind had reached him through Long Ba.
Its message had been simple. She had urged him to cultivate diligently and said that the protection she could offer him ended there. From then on, he would have to walk his own path, step by step.
If he ever faced a dead end he could not escape, he could seek Long Ba's help.
Every word carried Hua Yaoyue's concern for him before they parted.
Back then, his heart had felt both warm and aching. He had taken it as his master's final instruction, carefully tucked the letter into the deepest corner of his Storage Bag, and never taken it out again.
He had only discovered something unusual after forming his Nascent Soul.
After one period of seclusion, while sorting through old things in his Storage Bag, he had happened upon the letter again.
This time, however, his keen Divine Sense as a Nascent Soul Cultivator had caught an extremely faint fluctuation deep within the paper.
It was hidden in the patterns of the ink. Had his Divine Sense not surged after Nascent Soul Formation, and had he not gained a deeper understanding of cultivation, he could never have noticed it.
His heart had stirred. He had slowly channeled his Nascent Soul power into the letter.
The gentle power flowed along the grain of the paper, and lines of dark brown writing gradually appeared on its once-blank reverse side.
[To my disciple Ji Yuan:
If you are reading this, you