Li Ximing was stunned by his shout, his face flushed slightly, and he retorted:
"Yes, I am indeed considering my way out! Everything depends on me, everything looks to me, you can talk so easily, but do you really think everyone is someone like Xiao Chuting? Excelling in cultivation on one hand, and possessing deep mastery in the Alchemy Dao on the other—how can the world grant such blessings!"
"I just fear that if I dedicate myself to alchemy, I'll lose my cultivation, and when it comes time to establish my Foundation, I'll die and my Tao will perish, wasting all this precious nature's spiritual energy for nothing! I might not even be fit to be a Qi Cultivating Alchemist."
Li Xijun exhaled, stuffed the Golden Sun Radiant Origin back into his arms, and said sternly:
"Fine! Then come up the mountain with me and explain this matter in person. Let Uncle make the judgment!"
