Smoke Willow Lane, House No. 87.
"Sir—or should I say senior? Have you really achieved Foundation Establishment? Congratulations, senior, my felicitations!"
Fairy Teng Luo's cherry lips parted in shock as she looked at Fang Xi, her face a picture of bewilderment.
Especially when she thought about how she once flirted carelessly with him, she nearly wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
"Congratulations, senior, on your successful Foundation Establishment!"
Jin Ling followed the customs of the Cultivation World with an ancient salute, her expression very complex.
"Ah... It was only after hearing of Sir Su's resoluteness, and realising my own sixtieth-year threshold was approaching, that I decided to risk it all..."
Fang Xi's face was filled with a hint of lingering fear, "I was just lucky..."
In truth, his Foundation Establishment process was extremely smooth, almost as if he could have succeeded even without the Foundation Establishment Pill.