It was New Year's Eve that year.
After a long absence, the Shared Boat Association gathered again, with six Foundation Establishment cultivators assembled on Immortal Peach Mountain.
At that moment, everyone present felt as though a lifetime had passed.
They all clearly remembered that Li Ping, the first in the Shared Boat Association to reach Foundation Establishment, had made his breakthrough roughly twenty-four years ago.
In other words, twenty-four years earlier, seven Qi Refining cultivators had attended the Shared Boat Association's gatherings.
Those seven Qi Refining cultivators had sworn brotherhood and sisterhood, intending to pool everyone else's strength to help their eldest brother, Li Ping, reach Foundation Establishment. Then, once he had broken through, he would help the others do the same.
Back then, their plan had seemed more like a fool's dream.
Had they told anyone else about it, they would only have invited mockery and ridicule.
But who could have imagined that in just twenty-four years, starting with their eldest brother Li Ping, the other five would reach Foundation Establishment one after another?
Now, aside from Teng Feng, who had met with disaster during the Beast Tide, everyone in the Shared Boat Association had become a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Even they themselves found it hard to believe.
"What a pity about Sixth Brother." Thinking of how six of the seven sworn siblings had reached Foundation Establishment while Teng Feng alone had tragically perished, Zhang Tie could not help feeling grief well up inside him. The others felt the same.
Fortunately, the mood passed as quickly as it had come.
Soon, they emerged from their memories of Teng Feng's death and began chatting about their recent experiences.
As the second brother, younger only than Li Ping, Zhang Tie already had a seventeen-year-old eldest child. Unfortunately, no spirit root had