The first ten days of July soon passed.
To show her filial devotion, Mu Qingsi spent her days serving medicine at the Old Ancestor's sickbed, keeping her company through the final stretch of her life. Li Ling, meanwhile, came and went from the Spirit Peak, meeting visitors from all quarters and Skycloud Sect Members.
Luo Mu introduced him to a full thirty-odd Foundation Establishment cultivators from various circles. He also had information and jade talismans for nearly a hundred others in hand.
There was no shortage of true Core Formation cultivators among these people. All were connections and friendships the Old Ancestor had cultivated over three thousand years.
On a mountain path, Li Ling accompanied Luo Mu on a stroll, watching clouds gather and disperse and immortal cranes dance lightly on the flowing breeze.
Spiritual energy wreathed this place. Now and then, ethereal, immortal-like mists appeared and vanished like sprites. In the distance, mountains and waters nestled together like a painting dyed onto cloth.
Neither man, however, had any mind for the beautiful scenery of this secluded cultivation retreat. Instead, they discussed practical matters.
Luo Mu said frankly, "The Old Ancestor is about to pass on, and there's nothing we can do to help. We've gathered here this time for three main reasons. The first is to visit our kin and maintain our ties, the second is to attend the funeral and arrange her affairs, and the third is to divide the inheritance.
"In the past, the grotto-heaven blessed land would have made up the bulk of a true Core Formation cultivator's inheritance. A Spirit Peak carries considerable providence, and the position of peak master is more than enough to support the emergence of a new true Core Formation cultivator. But now the Immortal Sects intend to reclaim this mid-grade