Li Xian left Nanming Lake, taking Fang Lingxiao with him.
In a single flight, he traveled a thousand li, then set Fang Lingxiao down.
"Teacher."
"The main reasons I gave you an additional inheritance were, first, that I appreciated your devotion to martial arts and hoped you would set an example in this path, and second..."
Li Xian looked at the man observing the courtesies of a disciple before him. "You must shoulder the role of Dao Protector."
"Dao Protector?"
Fang Lingxiao froze.
"I have seen the political changes in the New Star Federation. The new people in power genuinely intend to usher in a new era, but... I imagine you have already experienced how difficult this path of cultivation is,"
Li Xian said.
Hearing this, Fang Lingxiao looked ashamed.
Experienced it?
It was far more than that!
Even though the inheritance Li Xian had given him encompassed almost every mystery of body refinement in detail, equivalent to a supreme expert directly imparting his teachings, he still had not completed blood exchange and marrow washing after more than a month.
Let alone mastered his blood and qi, refined the void into reality, and cultivated true qi.
"Blue Star has a population of eight billion. That sounds like a lot, but even with my display of power, only a minority can truly devote their entire hearts and minds to cultivation without working. Even ten percent would be good."
Ten percent. Eight hundred million.
Although the Great Shang Dynasty back then had not had eight hundred million people, that world far surpassed Blue Star in its environment, resources, and people's devotion to cultivation.
Yet ultimately, how many could reach the Xiantian Realm in their lifetimes?
Here on Blue Star...
Even with various technological devices assisting cultivation, one or two Xiantian cultivators in