"Explore the cave abode together?"
A thoughtful look appeared in Li Ping's eyes.
When he tried entertaining the idea of exploring it, the spirit vigor within his heart gave him no warning.
However, although the Nine Tribulations True Spirit Sacred Canon granted him the ability to seek fortune, avoid calamity, and sense sudden premonitions, the cultivation world held far too many extraordinary cultivation methods and secret arts.
He could seek fortune, avoid calamity, and sense premonitions, but who knew whether others had ways to block his senses outright?
He would not place all his hopes in a single cultivation method.
After all, if he truly encountered danger, he would be the one to suffer, not the cultivation method's creator. Nor would that creator step forward to take responsibility.
Of course, even if the creator had a conscience and was willing to take responsibility, what meaning would that have if he was already dead?
He was the one ultimately responsible for his own safety. He could not put too much faith in external things.
And so.
Although the spirit vigor within his heart had given no warning last time, after analyzing the situation, Li Ping had still rejected Bai Qing's proposal without hesitation.
He had no interest whatsoever in treasures left behind by a core formation late-stage cultivator in a backwater like the Western Wasteland. He could not even be bothered to expend effort on them, much less take risks.
Later, however, Bai Qing had gone there himself, verified that the cave abode was real, and successfully obtained three treasures from within.
All of this was enough to prove that he had indeed worried too much. The map was genuine, and somewhere in the Northern Wasteland, there really was a cave abode left by an ancient cultivator for those who came