Li Zongbao was still as graceful as jade, neither overbearing nor arrogant despite having entered Foundation Establishment at such a young age. Even when young disciples at the seventh or eighth layer of Qi Refining emerged from the palace and respectfully saluted him, he would pause slightly and return their greetings with a smiling nod. Such humility was as gentle as a spring breeze, warming the heart.
Li Zongbao entered the palace and saw that its interior was completely empty. At the very center stood an incense burner twice the height of a man, fragrant smoke drifting upward from its top. Before it sat a thin-backed cultivator with snow-white hair, cross-legged and seemingly bowed over in silent meditation. This cultivator was Li Zongbao's master, Heng Ming.
Li Zongbao did not dare make a sound. He took two light steps forward, stood just inside the palace doors, and waited with his hands folded.
After a moment, a somewhat aged voice came from before the incense burner. "Zongbao, you have been at Foundation Establishment for several years now. Has your realm stabilized?"
At some unknown moment, Heng Ming, who had been sitting with his back to Li Zongbao and his head lowered, had turned around. His bright eyes rested on Li Zongbao as he asked kindly.
Hearing this, Li Zongbao hurried forward several steps. After bowing, he smiled and said, "Master, rest assured. My realm stabilized as early as the second year. Over these past few years, it has steadily improved without any stagnation."
"Mm, that is good! Foundation Establishment is merely a small beginning for you. Forming a Golden Core will be your true trial. Foundation Establishment is unlike Qi Cultivation; every detail must be cultivated properly. Do not be careless!"
"This disciple understands. Thank you for your instruction, Master!" Li