Before long, Li Xiaoya flew above Tranquil Valley. As he looked down at it, a wave of dazed nostalgia washed over him, and he thought of Senior Brother Liu Hang again. He sighed and swept the valley with his divine sense. Finding no signs of recent visitors, he figured the sect had not reclaimed it yet, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hehe! Who would've thought those elixirs would actually help Little White advance? That's impressive!" He had discovered something else as well, and chuckled. The last time he came, he had given Little White a few elixirs. Now, Little White's aura was much stronger than before, though the advancement did not seem quite complete. Judging by the restless spiritual qi pouring from Little White, the breakthrough was imminent. An idea stirred in his mind. Since it apparently would not take long, he might as well stay and stand guard.
Sure enough!
He had only waited a little over two hours!...
The aura coming from the woods grew increasingly powerful, accompanied by rolling rumbles. The spiritual qi in the valley began to churn. Clearly, Little White was about to advance.
"Hmm?" Li Xiaoya suddenly froze, his divine sense detecting something. He shot skyward and rose into the air. A little over half a kilometer away, several cultivators were flying toward the valley. All of them were at least at the golden core stage, and one was even at the nascent soul realm. Luckily, he had come to guard Little White.
"Everyone! A mount of mine is advancing here. Please keep your distance!" Li Xiaoya smiled faintly. Naturally, he knew why they had come, and casually offered an excuse.
"Haha! So it's Junior Brother Li!" The nascent soul cultivator laughed and flew toward him. His hair and beard were gray, and