Inside the secluded chamber.
Lin Changheng had intended to continue stabilizing his cultivation, but remembered that Mo Zhaoli was still standing guard outside.
Though she had hidden the worry in her eyes well, he had noticed it earlier.
So he decided to emerge immediately. "There's no hurry to do it right this moment anyway."
Though he had broken through to become a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he had no intention of going out and running wild. Caution would still come first, though he could venture out when appropriate.
Qi Refining cultivators were mere cannon fodder in the cultivation world. Better to stay behind closed doors and never step beyond the threshold.
Now that he had reached Foundation Establishment, he possessed some basic ability to protect himself. Traveling around the cultivation world in moderation should pose little problem.
Rumble-
The chamber's massive Dragon-Severing Stone slowly rose.
Having already learned of Lin Changheng's successful breakthrough from the dispersal of the spiritual energy clouds high above, Mo Zhaoli had breathed a sigh of relief. She was sitting in the courtyard, her dark brows knitted as she tiredly rubbed the cinnabar mark between them.
Projecting her Divine Sense for a short time was naturally harmless, but maintaining an intense outward projection for days had proved taxing even for Mo Zhaoli.
Yet she had persisted until the very last moment.
Fortunately, the outcome had been good. Brother Lin had reached Foundation Establishment, and as a Second-Tier Pill Master as well, his prospects were limitless.
Her small efforts had been worthwhile.
Presumably, Brother Lin would now spend anywhere from half a year to a year in seclusion to stabilize his cultivation. In any case, the spiritual energy in his cave abode was no worse than that of the sect's cultivation grounds.
Cultivating here while she waited would