Fu Xian smiled as he told Ye Long to pack his things for the journey.
Leaving the library, he felt a headache, 'Alas, initially I didn't want to take Ye Long with me. He is young and weak currently, his cultivation at an important stage.
Right now he should focus on understanding the three new inspirations he got and cultivate to achieve the Foundation Building stage.'
He sighed but knew that as a new master, he had the responsibility of accompanying his disciple until he was independent. It was like getting a baby – you had to first take care of it for eighteen years before you could have your own space.
Even then, it wasn't likely going to happen…
'Let's just hope it's not eighteen years,' Fu Xian was about to complain that it would be too much, when he suddenly realised.
This amount of years, if he didn't do anything exciting, then it would likely pass in just a few long cultivation sessions.
