Chapter 314 - 309: Finding Fault
After the Demon Slaying Summit, the cultivators who participated stayed at the West Emperor Palace to cultivate, gaining access to some cultivation techniques in the Scripture Pavilion.
For a while, the West Emperor Palace became quite lively.
With the gathering of all these cultivators, sparring and exchanges were inevitable. During this process, the Sword Cultivators from West Flame Island shone particularly bright, overshadowing the others. Despite the numbers of cultivators at the West Emperor Palace, they clearly lacked in quality compared to those from West Flame Island.
It seemed like the Sword Cultivators from West Flame Island were intentionally using this opportunity to restore their reputation. After all, during the Demon Slaying Summit, West Flame Island lost face because of Li Fan’s presence.
Even though Li Fan was also cultivating at the West Emperor Palace, he was extremely quiet, not stepping out of the gates, and focusing on closed-door cultivation, waiting for movement from the West Emperor Palace.
Lu Yuan and Yue Qingqiu remained the same, staying quietly by Li Fan’s side, cultivating in silence.
Especially Lu Yuan, after learning the details of past events, Li Fan could see she had more on her mind, yet her cultivation became even more diligent, eager to break through to the Condensed Core Realm swiftly.
Li Fan had reached the Solidifying Pill stage some time ago, but she had yet to step into the threshold of Condensed Core. If this continued, the gap would only widen, her battle power unable to keep up, but at the very least, her realm must not fall too far behind.
Without advancing to the Condensed Core Realm, when could she uncover the truth about her parents’ death?
Her father, at the time of his demise, had the peak cultivation in the Sixth Realm.
In the courtyard, Li Fan was in meditative cultivation, surrounded by Sword Intent. In his mind’s sea, a Sword of the Great Tao resonated with a steel-like hum, with countless sword lights surging into it.
This sword would sometimes devour thunder, sometimes shine with starlight, sometimes appear as resplendent as gold, seeming to contain many forms. On the sword’s body, the light of runes flickered, as if ready to leap from the sword into the sky, each character resembling a sword itself.