Ling'er begged, "Don't leave me behind, okay?"
"Ling'er, I won't leave now," Zhou Shu said gently.
He had yet to find a way back to the future. It was still too early to say that he was leaving.
"Master, you're lying to me. I can feel that you're leaving." Tears rolled down Ling'er's cheeks. "I know, Master. You're leaving."
"Ling'er, don't cry. Life is unpredictable. Even if I leave in the end, we will meet again one day."
Zhou Shu couldn't bear to see Ling'er sad. He turned to look at Bai Yue. "Bai Yue, you have already cultivated your Iron Smelting Hands Technique to perfection. I have never taught you any cultivation technique. Today, I will teach you a core cultivation technique."
Zhou Shu said in a low voice, "This Lightning Heavenly Furnace Heart Sutra suits you…"
Bai Yue's expression was solemn. He held his breath and focused, memorizing every word Zhou Shu said, afraid that he would miss something.