After cultivating for a few days, Jiang Fan's cultivation reached a state of Perfection.
He walked out of the secret chamber and cupped his hands toward the Golden Scale Venerate: "Congratulations."
Then he approached Ling Shu and handed her a Space Storage Device.
"Inside is black Mysterious Ice, don't rush, absorb it slowly."
"I look forward to your success in cultivation."
Ling Shu took the Space Storage Device and gently leaned into his embrace.
She knew the time for separation had come.
Tears glistened in her eyes:
"I'll find you as soon as I finish cultivating."
Jiang Fan smiled softly and stroked her silky long hair, saying: "I'll wait for you."
Yet, in his heart, he sighed deeply.
He wondered if he would ever see Ling Shu return.
This separation might be forever.
Liu Li's eyes also reddened, saying: "Jiang Fan, I forbid you from dying at the hands of the Ancient Giants."
"Did you hear me?"
Jiang Fan chuckled: "Alright, Little Princess Liuli."
