I Live Forever In The World of Cultivation World

Now that three years had passed, while her cultivation remained at the fourth level of Qi Refinement Realm, He Song’s cultivation had already broken through to the fifth level.

What did this mean?

It meant that He Song had ascended from the fourth to the fifth level of Qi Refinement Realm in just three years.

Such a rapid improvement in cultivation caused a peculiar glint to flicker in Ping’er’s eyes.

Improving cultivation this quickly…

Could the “mundane affairs” mentioned in the letter refer to a relentless pursuit of spirit stones?

Thinking along these lines, it seemed plausible.

After imagining the “hardships” He Song must have endured over these three years, Ping’er felt her slight dissatisfaction melt away, replaced by a hint of joy.

Three years…

Three years of intense cultivation—she doubted she could have handled such pressure herself.

And yet, He Song still remembered their agreement from three years ago, specifically inviting her to the Hundred Flowers Teahouse to meet.

As expected, she hadn’t misjudged him.

“I truly owe Daoist Ping’er an apology. These past three years, I’ve been mired in mundane affairs that distracted me far too much. I hope you won’t hold it against me,” He Song said, placing a freshly brewed cup of tea in front of Ping’er while offering her a polite bow.

“Mundane affairs” was merely an excuse, of course.

But after three years without contact, He Song needed to provide Ping’er with a reason—a way to save face.

This explanation could also ease any lingering resentment in her heart.

After all, it wasn’t that He Song had intentionally avoided her; he had been too preoccupied and only now found the time to fulfill his promise.

“That’s not a problem. Although I didn’t hear from you these three years, I suffered no loss. Now that you’ve extended an invitation, I would never dare hold a grudge,” Ping’er replied after taking a sip of tea, its fragrance wafting through the air.

As she savored the tea, Ping’er couldn’t help but reminisce about He Song’s apparent growth.

Considering his remarkable advancement from the fourth to the fifth level of Qi Refinement Realm in such a short time, she rationalized that his oversight was understandable.

Now that he had reached out, the connection she had long desired to make had been achieved.

There was no need for further complaints.

Seeing her relaxed demeanor, He Song realized Ping’er bore no ill will.

With both parties harboring amicable intentions—He Song to probe, and Ping’er to forge a connection—their subsequent conversation grew increasingly congenial.

As the tea pot emptied, He Song deemed it the right moment to broach his true purpose for inviting her.

“Daoist Ping’er, as someone who serves in the Spirit Techniques Pavilion, might you be aware of any techniques for swift escape?” He Song asked, clasping his hands respectfully.

Having just set up the Maze Formation, He Song indeed needed such a skill.

It was essential for the next phase of his plan.

With the Maze Formation and Spirit Gathering Formation now in place, all that remained was to establish a Five Elements Formation. Then, He Song could venture beyond the Immortal Market to cultivate his own spirit farmland.

Preparing in advance was crucial. A swift escape technique would ensure he could react promptly to any unforeseen dangers during the process.

Otherwise, if he waited until later to make preparations, he might find himself scrambling at a critical moment.

Thus, this inquiry was the real reason he had reached out to Ping’er.

Without this need, He Song might not have remembered Ping’er for another three years.

“Techniques for swift escape? There are a few. Let me think,” Ping’er mused, appearing thoughtful.

Before long, she spoke again.

“The first is the Continuous Mountain Light Body Technique, a mid-tier spell. It surpasses the basic Light Body Technique in speed, making it essential for long journeys and escapes. It costs fifty spirit stones.”

“The second is Earth Burrowing Technique, a high-tier spell. It allows the user to burrow underground and travel quickly beneath the surface. However, be warned—it is easily countered by the Tremor Earth Technique. This one costs a hundred spirit stones.”

“The third—”

“All these techniques are available at the Spirit Techniques Pavilion. If Daoist He needs them, I can accompany you there.”

While the techniques were accessible, even Ping’er, as an attendant at the Pavilion, couldn’t retrieve the jade slips containing them outside of formal channels.

Each jade slip was crafted by a Foundation Establishment cultivator and was exorbitantly valuable. Losing even one would incur severe repercussions.

Therefore, she had to suggest accompanying He Song to the Pavilion for further discussion.

“In that case, I’ll follow your lead,” He Song agreed with a nod. Together, they left the Hundred Flowers Teahouse.

The two quickly arrived at the Spirit Techniques Pavilion.

Inside the Honored Guest Hall, Ping’er prepared a pot of spiritual tea for He Song before excusing herself to fetch the jade slips.

He Song poured himself a cup, savoring a sip that caused his spiritual energy to surge slightly.

The sensation brought back memories of the first time he had tasted this tea.

This tea, known as Bixian Spiritual Tea, was exclusive to the Honored Guest Hall. He Song had first encountered it during his second visit to the Spirit Techniques Pavilion.

He distinctly remembered asking Ping’er about its price.

Ten spirit stones per ounce.

Even then, it was beyond his reach.

Now, despite his increased earnings of ninety spirit stones per year, it was still too extravagant.

For the time being, He Song could only dream of regularly enjoying such a luxury.

Before long, Ping’er returned, carrying a tray with several glowing jade slips that immediately caught the eye.

“Daoist He, all the swift escape techniques from the Pavilion are here. If you have any questions, feel free to ask—I will do my best to provide answers,” Ping’er said, placing the tray in front of him.

After their earlier pleasant conversation, the bond between them had deepened.

This marked the beginning of their friendship, and Ping’er intended to make the most of it by being as forthcoming as possible.

“Thank you, Daoist Ping’er,” He Song replied, pouring her a cup of spiritual tea before shifting his attention to the jade slips.