(The rapid-fire updates continued...)
Daoist Wang sat in a daze for a long while before he could no longer keep still. The moment he returned to the temple, he summoned a trusted disciple. "Go notify your Martial Uncle Li Qinghe at once. Tell him to come to Luodu as quickly as he can!"
Martial Uncle Li Qinghe?
The name alone filled the disciple with instinctive reverence, but Daoist Wang's order made him blurt out, "Master, Martial Uncle Li Qinghe is in seclusion."
Though Li Qinghe and Daoist Wang were fellow disciples, he was nothing like the easygoing, unremarkable Wang. Li Qinghe was a true cultivator—the only person in the cultivation world to have reached the Golden Elixir realm in decades, and the man hailed as its greatest master.
He was currently in seclusion, preparing, it was said, to break through to a higher realm. Every disciple knew that. Who would dare disturb him over anything less than a matter of great importance?
"Just go! Ah, Junior Brother Li Qinghe may aspire to enter the True Realm, but our sect's Cave Abode has little left in the way of resources. I'm afraid it won't be enough to sustain him..."
His last words dwindled until they remained unspoken. The disciple could not make them out, but seeing Daoist Wang's grave expression, he answered and turned to leave.
"Oh, and tell your Martial Uncle Li Qinghe that I've found traces of a Nine-Turn Divine Elixir..."
Afraid the disciple might fail to persuade Li Qinghe, Daoist Wang added that last instruction.
"A Nine-Turn Divine Elixir!" The disciple's expression changed at once. In legend, it could bring the dead back to life and put flesh on bare bones. A single pill could send someone ascending to heaven in broad daylight!
He dared not delay. After