After a long period of deliberation.
Li Ping put the silver pages recording the refining method for the Zhou Tian Star Banners back into his Storage Bag.
No matter how powerful this set of Treasures was, pondering it before Core Formation was meaningless to him. He would be better off attending to the matters at hand.
With a thought, he sent the Flying Boat beneath his feet shooting forward like an arrow loosed from a bow, heading toward Windmist Immortal City.
Several days later, Li Ping finally returned to the Immortal City, travel-worn and dusty.
Early the next morning, the well-informed Yu Menghan came calling with the Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly.
The two went to the pavilion and sat down.
"Fellow Daoist Li, you were gone for almost two years." As she spoke, Yu Menghan looked rather reproachful.
Seeing her expression, Li Ping chuckled. "Fairy Yu, haven't I come back now?"
Yu Menghan took out the Heavenly Mystic Crystal sealing the Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly and placed it on the table. Blinking at him, she said, "I was worried about you all this time, afraid something might have happened to you."
Li Ping smiled faintly without saying much and immediately began treating the Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly.
Considering that a major war might soon erupt in the Western Wasteland, he might have to make a strategic retreat when the time came, leaving him no time to treat Yu Menghan's spirit beast.
It would be best to finish the treatment early and secure the millennial ironwood first.
Thus, this time he fed the Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly three times its usual dose of Longevity Art magical power in one go.
Naturally, the more Longevity Art magical power he fed it, the better the treatment worked.
By the time Li Ping withdrew his hand, a faint