Inside the pavilion.
A trace of anger finally appeared on the middle-aged scholar's face, which seemed never to have changed in ten thousand years.
With that trace of anger, the surrounding air instantly froze!
Everyone around him immediately fell silent, like cicadas in the cold.
The slightly plump old man beside him also noticed the change in his presence, but stared at the middle-aged scholar in shock.
Storm-tossed waves surged through his heart:
Foundation Establishment late stage?! How was that possible! Hadn't he only just advanced to the middle stage seven or eight years ago?
Unlike the Qi Refining Realm, which was divided into ten layers, the Foundation Establishment Realm was divided into only three stages: early, middle, and late.
But each stage required an enormous amount of time spent cultivating.
It could easily take fifteen or twenty years.
Of course, for those with exceptional spiritual root aptitude, this process would be much shorter.
After that came the so-called Foundation Establishment perfection, but that was merely a special state. Once a Foundation Establishment late stage cultivator had honed his own condition to its limit, he could be considered to have reached perfection.
But no matter how one looked at it, breaking through from Foundation Establishment middle stage to Foundation Establishment late stage in seven or eight years was astonishingly fast.
At this thought, the slightly plump old man's lingering disdain for the middle-aged scholar instantly vanished like smoke and clouds, replaced by a hint of seriousness.
He then took the initiative to speak. "Fellow Daoist Lin, if you need anything, just say the word."
The world of cultivators had always been like this. Admiring the strong and bullying the weak was its prevailing tune.
Sensing the goodwill conveyed by the slightly plump old man, the middle-aged scholar did not refuse