Li Xuanxuan had long sensed it would come to this, but still sighed as he replied, “Earlier, Xijun sent so many family cultivators and spoke of sharing weal and woe... I underestimated it then. But now it seems the devil cultivators are right on our doorstep.”
Li Zhouwei had spoken of the Fei Family with such weight; it was clearly a hint. He thought to himself, If it truly comes to that, and we lose one more battle, we might lose the entire northern shore...
If the Azure Pond Sect withdraws again, their own domain would become the frontlines of a north-south struggle. What then? Win or lose, how would the million mortals living here be dealt with?
The Li Family had managed the southern shores of Moongaze Lake for years. If they lost it, where else could they go? Could they really abandon tens of thousands of acres of spirit fields and several spirit veins to flee to the Eastern Sea?
If it comes to that... How will I ever face my uncles and elders?
The elder raised his tea but didn’t drink, his mind preoccupied with the safety of the younger generation. Meanwhile, Li Zhouwei looked north and said softly, “We must prepare. I’ve already sent several loyal men to investigate further.”
The white ape had only returned to the family with Li Chengliao a few days ago, but Li Zhouwei didn’t plan to send him to scout. Though the ape was strong and could move freely, he had just broken through to the Foundation Establishment Realm. If the white ape was caught by devil cultivators in the north, they’d lose a critical asset...
Li Zhouwei stared solemnly into the distance, golden light flickering in his eyes, and thought to himself, If things really come to this... I can’t delay any longer. I’ll take some pills and enter closed-door cultivation to break through to Foundation Establishment Realm first.
The Li Family understood well that breaking through from Qi Cultivation Realm to Foundation Establishment Realm wasn’t a race. Ideally, they would practice spells until around age forty or fifty before advancing. At the latest, they would advance no later than sixty.
Li Zhouwei cultivated the Radiant Essence Scripture, the highest fifth grade technique in the Li Family’s history. He was also extraordinary from birth. He had been inherently attuned to Bright Yang, so his cultivation speed should have been astonishing.
However, to avoid attracting undue attention with overly dazzling progress, and to ensure steady cultivation by balancing both spell arts and halberd technique, he had deliberately prioritized building a solid foundation rather than advancing too quickly. That was why his pace had slowed.
Yet even with this restraint, his cultivation still surpassed Li Ximing in his youth. He had already reached the mid-stage of the Qi Cultivation Realm before the age of twenty.
Li Zhouwei’s gaze flickered with resolution, but just then, someone approached and handed him a small letter.
He unlocked it with a unique method, glanced over it briefly, waved the messenger away, and said softly, “There’s news from Yu Fuzi of Changxiao Gate.”
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