Only through Daoist Ji's account did Li Ping learn what had happened.
Two years earlier, after receiving Li Ping's reply, Daoist Ji had taken the two fledglings who had just entered the Immortal Dao and joined a caravan bound for the Immortal City.
But halfway through their journey, the caravan suddenly stopped.
When Daoist Ji asked why, he learned that news of a beast tide erupting in the Immortal City had reached them. Fearing danger, the Foundation Establishment cultivator leading the caravan had decided to suspend the journey.
The delay lasted over half a year. Only after the beast tide dispersed did the caravan set off again.
That was why Daoist Ji and the two boys had taken so long to reach the Immortal City.
Li Ping nodded repeatedly as he listened.
After recounting their journey, Daoist Ji called the two boys, both around fourteen or fifteen, over and introduced them to Li Ping.
As Li Ping listened to the introductions, his gaze settled on the boys.
The sturdy-looking boy on the left, who seemed to fear neither heaven nor earth, was named Yan Hengchuan. He was the eldest grandson of Li Ping's third senior brother-the one who possessed a spirit root.
Unfortunately, he had the poorest kind, a five-spirit root. Soon after entering the Immortal Dao at twelve, he had been brought along by Daoist Ji to the Immortal City. With no suitable conditions for cultivation on the road, he was now fifteen but had only reached the first level of qi refining.
The rather delicate-featured boy on the right was named Ji Shuxuan. He seemed somewhat reserved and was one of Daoist Ji's younger grandchildren.
He possessed a four-spirit root and was a year older than Yan Hengchuan. He had already cultivated to the second level of qi