"Ah! Why was I thinking about Treasure Immortal Town again?" Li Xiaoya sighed softly, looked up at the sky, and muttered mockingly to himself, "I really am a glutton for punishment. I have food and drink here, and I don't have to worry about anyone bullying me. What's so bad about it? Why think about Treasure Immortal Town?" He stood there blankly for a while, then continued aimlessly down the path, casually kicking fallen leaves and little stones.
Tch! Learning to read and write the other day wasn't nearly this hard. I'm no fool, either. I know the True Yang Art backward and forward, so why can't I sense any fluctuations in spiritual energy? Is my aptitude really that poor? Li Xiaoya's thoughts returned to his frustration over practicing the True Sun Formula.
"What am I supposed to do? Senior Brother Liu said I have to rely on my own efforts to truly enter the true cultivation stage. If I sit and practice every day, when will I finally be able to fly on a sword like Lin Xuandao?" he couldn't help complaining. Restless by nature, he found sitting in meditation and cultivating every day far too much to ask. He would have found running with weights every day easier than sitting and practicing like this. After all, he had spent a long time training with weights back in Treasure Immortal Town. He did want his cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds, and seeing that even the weakest of those disciples could fly on swords filled him with envy. After all, who wouldn't envy the freedom to soar through heaven and earth?
But flying on a sword required at least the middle true cultivation stage. Nearly all those disciples had begun cultivating as children. Those with more experience had