"Is this for real, or are you just fooling ?" Murong Qinglian said with a light chuckle.
If it had been before, she certainly wouldn’t have said such a thing.
But after reaching Foundation Establishnt, the huge disparity brought about by the levels was suddenly erased.
Their interaction seed to have returned to those days in the Sihé courtyard, the period in Crescent Valley.
Of course, both of them were aware that this was just a mode of communication in private.
In order to prove his innocence, Luo Chen casually took out quite a few items.
ridian Protection Pills, Ascendant Grade Yang-Replenishnt Water...
"Not very valuable, but if combined with a Foundation Establishnt Pill and Soul Calming Fragrance Stick, they could raise the chance of successfully building a foundation by another ten percent," he said.
"The reserves of a Great Sect truly cannot be compared to those of us Rogue Cultivators. There are many more such fine items."
"I also thought that since the Luo Tian Creed has had three consecutive Foundation Establishnt failures, our luck is probably not great, so I bought these to boost everyone’s morale."
While Luo Chen was speaking,
Murong Qinglian looked at the pile of items, a look of contemplation in her eyes.
If she had had such a complete array of auxiliary resources for her first attempt at Foundation Establishnt, she probably wouldn’t have failed.
The depth of a Great Sect’s resources indeed elicited envy.
No wonder every Golden Core Great Sect has hundreds to thousands of Foundation Establishnt Cultivators, a staggering number.
What a pity, she no longer had any use for them.
However, she did accept one set.
"Consider it a congratulatory gift then!" she said.
Luo Chen smiled, "For Big Brother Qin to keep?"
Murong Qinglian shook her head, "He has already extinguished the heart of Foundation Establishnt. After the last failure, although he wasn’t injured, he realized that in this lifeti he can only reach the pinnacle of Qi Refinent Finalization. I’m planning to find ti to send these things to Xiao Hu."
Xiao Hu, Qin Yuanjiang.
Their son, who was only a year or two older than Qu Lingjun when counted by age.
Now also thirty-two years old.
With his excellent Spirit Root qualifications, coupled with being in the Luo Yun Sect, he had already reached the Ninth Level of Qi Refinent, with Foundation Establishnt imminent.
In previous years, due to the war, the couple had almost stopped sending letters to each other.
Only in the past few years, as the situation eased, did they start to regain contact.
Hearing this, Luo Chen could only sigh that the couple had really put all their attention on their son.
Aftr all these years, he had never seen Xiao Hu return even once.
Even with various reasons...
"By the way, in the past few years, there have been more than just three Foundation Establishnt failures within the Luo Tian Creed," Murong Qinglian suddenly ntioned.
Luo Chen smiled, "It seems you have forgotten to include your own Foundation Establishnt failure from before. But now, after the hardship cos the sweet, and failure is just a stepping stone to success, right?"
"It wasn’t ," Murong Qinglian said slowly, shaking her head.
She revealed a na that caught Luo Chen completely off guard.
"It was Caiyi!"
The smile on Luo Chen’s face faded bit by bit.
Seeing Luo Chen’s solemn face, she sighed.
"You should go see her."
...
"Cough cough..."
"Sister Xia, what’s the commotion outside?"
In the graceful and imposing boudoir, a stove was burning wood that didn’t produce irritating smoke, and the heat it generated drove out the chill from the room.
Gu Caiyi lay half-propped up on the bed, her eyes heavy with sleep, as she looked towards Feng Xia who had hurried in from outside.
The latter’s face bore an undeniable joy.
But upon seeing Gu Caiyi, she deliberately lowered her head and then put on a calm facade.
"Nothing much, just a visitor arriving late at night. Sister Qinglian is hosting them," she replied.
"Oh."
Gu Caiyi pondered, what kind of visitor would cause such a commotion outside?
"Don’t think about these things, rest up. Who let you sit up?"
Feng Xia walked over, tucked the reluctant Gu Caiyi back into bed,
and carefully adjusted the quilt corners for her, as if to keep the cold from seeping in.
Gu Caiyi, with her eyes wide open, stared at Feng Xia, who was tenderly taking care of her.
"Sister Xia, I’m actually almost well. There’s no need for you to take care of every night. Duan Feng, on the other hand..."
"Why ntion him? He’s a grown man and won’t die of this. And you, where are you nearly well? Senior Sun said you need at least a few years of rest to recover completely."
"Can I really recover completely?" Gu Caiyi murmured.
Feng Xia said with compassion, "Don’t think too much, being alive is more important than anything else. Old Qin failed his Foundation Establishnt but is still living happily, I heard he recently even took a disciple in the Hall of Light."
"Big Brother Qin is different. Sister Qinglian’s successful Foundation Establishnt made him happier than if he had succeeded himself. I, on the other hand, am all alone. Once I’ve healed, I fear I won’t be able to maintain this cultivation level."
"Who said you’re all alone? You still have us friends. And besides, he also..."
"Just now, was it him who returned?" Gu Caiyi interrupted.
The warm boudoir fell silent for a mont.
After a while, Feng Xia replied with a wry smile, "You’re still so perceptive, getting to the heart of the matter in just a few words."
Gu Caiyi smiled faintly, her pale face showing a hint of relief.
As long as he’s back, that’s good!
Seeing her smile, Feng Xia felt a rush of irritation.
"If you weren’t so clever, you wouldn’t have failed at Foundation Establishnt."
Gu Caiyi laughed, "Sister Xia, that’s quite amusing. What does intelligence have to do with failing at Foundation Establishnt?"
Feng Xia clenched her teeth, "Senior Sun said you were close to success. It was only because your mind was cluttered that you fell into demonic deviation at the last mont, and a slight oversight led to lost efforts, resulting in..."
Gu Caiyi quietly listened to these words.
Her mind seed to replay the last monts of her closed-door Foundation Establishnt attempt.
Perhaps she did think too much.
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