He immersed himself in diligent cultivation.
Before he knew it, another year was drawing to a close.
Bai Lin came to Li Ping early to request leave, preparing to return to High Ridge Mountain.
Li Ping checked her cultivation and found that she had broken through to the sixth layer of Qi Refining.
He nodded. Although she had been a little slow, at least she had broken through. In truth, though, given her circumstances, her cultivation speed was rather slow.
"Go ahead!" Li Ping nodded, granting her leave. Watching Bai Lin depart happily, he shook his head slightly. This was the drawback of lineage cultivators: they always put their lineage first.
Even if it meant sacrificing themselves, they would protect their lineage and carry on its legacy.
Actually, this also has something to do with Bai Lin not having children of her own. If she did, she would probably put them first instead, Li Ping pondered silently.
Women were deeply emotional. Once they had children, all a mother's feelings and love would pour into them.
Shaking his head, Li Ping turned his gaze toward the fiery-red spirit bird dozing atop the pavilion.
The Desolate Fire Sparrow seemed close to advancing. It absorbed large quantities of spiritual qi every day and spent all day drowsy.
Once the Desolate Fire Sparrow advanced, its powerful bloodline would make it a match for a Foundation Establishment middle-stage cultivator without difficulty.
At that point, Li Ping would have another mighty fighter under his command.
Moreover, he had other plans for the Desolate Fire Sparrow.
The senior who had created the Thunderfire Escape Art had taken inspiration from the Azure-Eyed Thunder Roc, a spirit bird of heaven and earth.
Although speed was not the Desolate Fire Sparrow's specialty, its powerful bloodline was in no way inferior