「The third day of the second month, Yuanlong 6th Year.」
After completing his daily Foundation Establishment, Wang Ping guided his two disciples in their Qi Cultivation as usual. When they were finished, the acolyte who managed the gardens came to report that Wang Kang was here to see him.
The mountaintop gardens had now flourished, so any disciples from the base of the mountain had to be announced before entering. A dedicated gatehouse had been built for this purpose, staffed by four acolytes on a rotating watch. Two rows of lofts were also constructed on the slope outside the gatehouse to serve as practice and living quarters for the acolytes on duty.
Wang Kang was the same as ever, lacking the tranquil detachment of a cultivator. To put it simply, he had little affinity for the Dao. Nevertheless, he was always in good spirits.
"Brother!"
