Three years later.
Li Ping stood in the void, watching the escape light Teng Feng had become recede into the distance, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Three years earlier, Teng Feng had attempted Nascent Soul formation with him standing guard.
Considering Teng Feng's mediocre aptitude and the slim chance of succeeding with only one attempt, Li Ping had specially refined a batch of Nascent Soul Transformation Pills for him.
The outcome had been just as he expected. Teng Feng failed twice before finally forming his Nascent Soul on the third attempt.
He was fortunate to have Li Ping standing guard for him.
Anyone else, even if they managed to obtain four Nascent Soul Transformation Pills, would either be gravely injured and near death after a single failure, or suffer damage to their origin essence and need over a hundred years to recover. They would have virtually no chance of attempting it a second time.
After forming his Nascent Soul, he had spent another three years meditating here to stabilize his cultivation in the Nascent Soul realm.
Worried about his wife's safety back in the tribe, Teng Feng finally bade his elder brother farewell, intending to return the remaining Nascent Soul Transformation Pill.
Naturally, Li Ping refused to take it and told him to bring it home.
Besides that, Teng Feng happened to have brought seven portions of fourth-tier spirit materials. Li Ping used three with compatible attributes to reforge his life-bound treasure for him.
In truth, the main reason he had done so much was that he had always felt he owed Teng Feng.
After all.
Unlike the other five, who had remained in the Western Wasteland and enjoyed his care for years.
Teng Feng had left the Immortal City when he was only at the mid Qi Refining