Lü Bufan fell silent for a moment, then asked Elder Mo honestly, "Didn't you say only those in the Middle Third Realm could go to the Northern Immortal Sect to contemplate the Mirror-Viewing Platform?"
Elder Mo looked at Lü Bufan. "Yes!"
"Then I..."
"If you dare tell me you're still a Third-Realm cultivator, I'll break your legs..."
Lü Bufan said nothing. During those few days hidden away in his cave abode, he had already quietly broken through the first great chasm in a cultivator's path... and entered the Fourth Realm.
His aura had become even more balanced and harmonious. For the first time... his Martial Warrior's Gang Qi and cultivator's spiritual energy complemented each other, circulating exactly as he wished, as though not a single drop could leak out.
It was all thanks to what Sword Slave had bestowed upon him before dying: a Sword Cultivator's final road... that control over Immortal Sword Tianxiu, the flow of his own sword intent, and his understanding of the way of attack and slaughter. Lü Bufan had benefited enormously.
Without any guidance from a teacher or elder, without any inner demons or barriers of perception, Lü Bufan had hidden alone in his little cave abode, broken through the barrier of the Third Realm, and stepped into the Fourth Realm of cultivation.
That year, Lü Bufan was already sixteen.
Elder Mo looked at the youth before him with a complicated expression. "Then that's settled! Pack your things and return to Longcheng Peak. You'll still hold the position of a Sect Hall attendant. Sending you to contemplate the Mirror-Viewing Platform... was also the Sect Leader's intention. After the competition, there will be a decision about where you go from here."
Lü Bufan lowered his head and cupped his hands. "I will respectfully obey the Sect