My Two Best Friends

Time in Immortal Cultivation was neither short nor long. After that two sects competition, five years seemed to have slipped through in the blink of an eye.

Over the past five years, the Spirit Sword Sect had returned to its past unperturbed and contented rhythm. The disciples continued to cultivate step by step, study and live their lives. The Elders, from time to time, went wandering outside, sometimes living in seclusion on the mountain, or perhaps dispelling some doubts on those who received rewards for their achievements...

Over the past five years, those that were put high expectation to had begun to grow up. Yue Yun, Yue Xinyao, Wen Bao, Zhu Qin... all successfully reached the Foundation Establishment. The side effects of the rushed training that they received prior to the two sects competition had all been offset in these five years; the disciples had taken a solid step forward on the Immortal Cultivation Path.

What about Wang Lu? He was on another level of existence.