Lin Changheng knew that Xu Xuzhong was so eager to arrange a match for him because he wanted to use family ties and emotional bonds to lash him firmly to the great ship of the Xu Family.
And he had ample justification. After all, Lin Changheng was nearly forty. It was time he found a Dao companion and started a household.
What he could hardly say aloud was that Lin Changheng had only mixed spiritual roots and had struggled so hard just to reach the fourth layer of Qi Refining. His chances of reaching Foundation Establishment in this lifetime were practically nonexistent, and the end of his immortal path was already visible at a glance. He needed to plan for the future.
The wealth and resources accumulated by a mid-grade Pill Master were considerable, too. He needed descendants to inherit them.
But Xu Xuzhong would never imagine that everything they saw was only what Lin Changheng wanted them to see.
Whether it was his progress in the Pill Dao, his cultivation and strength, or even his spiritual roots, all had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Lin Changheng casually cast the [Spirit-Sensing Technique] on his own body.
The state of his five elemental spiritual roots immediately appeared in his perception.
His fire spiritual root had sixteen wisps of spirit resonance.
His wood spiritual root had fourteen.
His earth spirit root had risen to nine.
His water spiritual root and metal spiritual root still had five each.
Lin Changheng rested his chin on his hand, pondering whether he ought to focus all his efforts on raising his fire spiritual root to a middle-grade spiritual root first.
That would prevent him from reaching the sixth layer of Qi Refining only to be tormented half to death by the bottleneck to late Qi Refining.
A middle-grade