"Huh?"
"In the future, the spiritual energy of Rainbow Mountain might be much more abundant than before. I want Ling Wu to take this opportunity to cultivate more."
Tang Lingwu blinked, listening as Zheng Fa continued:
"When the cultivation level advances, it will be better in the long run."
Although Zheng Fa's words were unclear, everyone understood... For Zheng Fa, having Tang Lingwu cultivate well and embark on the path to immortality was ten to a hundred times more important than the word "useful."
Old Man Bai looked at Tang Lingwu, who was grinning like a fool, silently hugged his shoulders tighter, and sat back in his chair, feeling the cold evening breeze make his nose itch. Upon closer inspection, his nose tip was... a bright red.
...
Three days later, the night was deep. The sky over Beijing was starless, yet the office buildings on the ground were more dazzling than a galaxy.
