"Uh! Be careful, then!" Li Xiaoya knew that drawing formations with Golden Immortal Script consumed a considerable amount of magic power. There was no need for him to go inside and make Liu Xian'er expend even more. After waiting for several days, he also understood that he was not only unable to help, but was actually interfering with her. At least he had enough self-awareness to say that.
"Mm! Go on back!" Liu Xian'er wasted no time. Blue light flashed over her body, and she transformed into a blue-light thread that shot into the portal in an instant...
As soon as the beam of light Liu Xian'er had become flew into the portal, the Golden Immortal Script around the opening began to writhe, seemingly about to disappear...
"Xian'er! I'll come see you once every ten years!" Suddenly remembering something, Li Xiaoya hurriedly called out.
"No! Once every thirty years!" Liu Xian'er's voice rang out from inside the portal...
"Then twenty...!" Li Xiaoya was just about to bargain when the opening instantly closed. He never even got the words out, and could only say helplessly, "Thirty it is, then!"...
Although Liu Xian'er, Zhang Hong, and Li Xiaoya were now all together, they rarely actually saw one another. They were all high-ranked cultivators, after all. If one was not cultivating in seclusion, another was, leaving little time for them to meet...
Still.
That was simply how things were between immortal cultivator partners. As long as they could feel that they held a place in each other's hearts, that alone brought a wonderful sense of peace...
"So be it! I seem to have hit a bottleneck in cultivating the One-Origin Nascent Soul Transformation Art lately! I might as well travel around for a while!" Li Xiaoya did not rush back to Illusory Spirit