Looking at the Sinew-Building Elixir in his hand, Xu Qingtong could not help letting out a long, ringing cry. Fortunately, few people lived on Swallowtail Peak, and their cave abodes all had protective formations. Otherwise, he would certainly have drawn quite a few people over to investigate.
Putting away the Sinew-Building Elixir, Xu Qingtong relaxed completely. He lay on the stone bed with his mind blank, closed his eyes, and soon drifted into sleep.
In his dreams, Xu Qingtong saw his parents, Yu Xuzi, Dongfang Hui, Shopkeeper Gu, and Brother Wu Zheng. He even dreamed of Lu Mo and Lin Qian. They all looked just as they had before. Everything was so real that he seemed able to reach out and touch them.
Only after a long time did those figures slowly disappear. Then he dreamed of Guo Tianyu, Yu Tiancheng, Third Senior Sister, Dongfang Jin, Fang Tianqi, and the others. Each looked at him with a different expression.
Three days later, Xu Qingtong woke from his dreams. He stretched and sat up. Recalling the scenes from his dreams, he sat there in a daze.
He thought again of the realization he had reached before his parents' graves and remembered his original purpose in cultivating. Before he knew it, six years had passed since he entered the cultivation world. In those six years, he had spent his time either in Talisman Crafting or refining elixirs, leaving precious little time for cultivation.
Although refining elixirs and Talisman Crafting had earned him plenty of spirit stones and given him the means to gain a foothold in the cultivation world, becoming an alchemist or a talisman maker was by no means his ultimate goal. They were merely means for him to grow.
His cultivation had progressed slowly before because his aptitude was poor