Yan Qianlie still had a long journey ahead.
If Yan Qianlie learned that the damned Heavenly Dao had arranged nothing for him beyond pointing him in a direction, would he take back his earlier praise, or would he be even happier instead?
Having things arranged for you could be very comfortable. Right now, for example, Qiu Wuji and Chu Tiange were practically picking up cultivation techniques off the ground.
But looking back, none of them had liked that. They had all kept saying, "I don't want your handouts."
They might not like it even now.
Chu Tiange felt that he "ought to do something to help him," while Qiu Wuji's attitude was, "Will I let him control me? Yes."
Deep down, these proud people all preferred to explore the Dao Path themselves, grow through arduous trials, and see the ends of the universe through their own strength.
Rather than have Daddy deliver them to the summit.
Uh, something sounded wrong about that...
So Qiu Wuji was actually a little envious of Yan Qianlie's free-range situation right now. Unfortunately, with the relationship she and Chu Ge had, whatever her thoughts, she really should not get hung up on formalities anymore.
Give what should be given, take what should be taken. Growing stronger as quickly as possible was what truly mattered.
Not just inside the book, but in the Mortal World too.
If not for the dungeon run underway in the book making it unsuitable, the two of them really ought to practice more dual cultivation whenever they had time in the Mortal World.
Only sufficient mental power would let him withstand the impacts and tearing forces of the struggle over the world's distortions. The elixirs Chu Ge had taken out were only for recovery, which was not actually enough-the Heavenly Emperor