Li Yan had his doubts, so he used his Divine Sense to carefully investigate Feng Tao's body.
Upon examination, he indeed discovered that Feng Tao's fire-element spiritual power was exceptionally pure, and within it, he could faintly sense a trace of Little Purple Divine Dragon Elephant's aura.
If Li Yan had not been bound to Little Purple Divine Dragon Elephant by a contract, allowing them to sense one another as though they shared the same body, and if he had not deliberately examined it, he would never have noticed anything.
"A Feng Lineage prodigy with a fire spiritual root... Hehehe. If the Feng Lineage ancestor learned the full story and discovered that this caused her to be unable to cultivate the Lineage's cultivation technique, I wonder what he would think."
Li Yan sighed inwardly.
After returning, Li Yan once again entered secluded cultivation.
On one hand, he truly was cultivating bitterly within Tuban; on the other, he was naturally putting on a show for outsiders, proving that he was a genuine hard-working cultivator.
The most basic requirement for entering the underground "Shattered Star Grotto" was reaching the eighth level of the Qi Condensation Realm.
Setting aside whether Feng Tao could help Li Yan fulfill that agreement.
Judging by Zhang Ming's cultivation aptitude in the eyes of outsiders, if he suddenly advanced to the eighth level of the Qi Condensation Realm in such a short time, no explanation would make sense.
As time hurried by, Zhang Ming's courtyard remained silent. Only an occasional figure came and went. Few remembered Zhang Ming at all; he vanished into the crowd.
Another three months passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, beside the river at the foot of Tuban Mountain, Li Yan sat cross-legged amid the grass, while the five great