Several days later, atop Divine Brilliance Peak, by the edge of a cliff.
Mana surged through Li Fan's body; at times, golden threads flowed across his form, at moments, he moved like a whispering breeze, and at others, bolts of lightning danced around his figure.
The past few days of cultivation had borne fruit, as the three spells he selected from the library had all been successfully mastered. *Yet, deep down, Li Fan remained uncertain.*
Li Mountain was not like the world beneath it. When he had gone to Lin'an County, the cultivators there who possessed Innate Dharma Forms were already considered prodigies.
*Moreover, his journey into cultivation began later than most.*
Ye Qinghuang approached Li Fan's side, prompting him to turn and greet her, "Senior Sister."
"Let's go," Ye Qinghuang said.
"Alright." Li Fan nodded, then glanced back at the Old Blind Man, who sat there as if fused with the boulder beneath him.
