Cultivation is just so scientific! Chapter 1593 - 843: Departure

"Lan’er, are you intending to depart from the Beishu Continent alongside Shiming?" Aunt Ren whispered to Yin Shilan softly.

A slight hesitation appeared on Yin Shilan's face as she observed her parents' fragile health, understanding that their time was running short.

"Are you concerned about our well-being?" Aunt Ren inquired with a gentle smile, her hand tenderly brushing through her daughter's hair.

Yin Shilan gave a nod, her gaze overflowing with profound affection.

"We still have Fei’er with us, so you ought to consider Shiming's prospects more; the Beishu Continent feels too confining. Shiming shouldn't be limited here, and the same goes for you!" Aunt Ren advised warmly.

She perceived it distinctly: Li Shiming's individual prowess was enough to thwart the union of the seven sects, showcasing his extraordinary might.

Throughout the vast history of the Beishu Continent spanning tens of thousands of years, the greatest prodigy among cultivators had merely attained the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, earning the title of a once-in-a-millennium genius.

Had Li Shiming remained in the Beishu Continent, achieving such formidable power would have been impossible.

Despite Li Shiming's current dominance, lingering in the Beishu Continent could erode his capabilities and hinder his path ahead.

Aunt Ren was aware too that Yin Shilan's cultivation had been stalled for a century. To pursue loftier realms, venturing beyond the Beishu Continent became essential.

As devoted parents, they refused to let their own situation obstruct the young pair's brighter destiny.

She and Elder Yin felt immense contentment; rising from the modest Sky Sea Island to prominence in the Beishu Continent, they had forged their legacies and now savored their later years in peace.

In those days, the Golden Core Elders of Sky Sea Island had been fortunate to endure at all.

"Mother!" Yin Shilan rushed forward into Aunt Ren’s arms, who enveloped her daughter in a firm, loving hug.

Aunt Ren prepared a feast of dishes herself, mimicking the traditions of mortals hosting a new son-in-law.

This marked Li Shiming's initial encounter with mortal cuisine after a full century.

While Aunt Ren employed mortal cooking techniques, the core ingredients consisted largely of spiritual resources.

Li Shiming sensed a detachment from the cultivation realm long ago, having overlooked these basic spiritual components.

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, I raise this toast to you!" He rose to his feet, lifting his cup and offering a respectful incline toward Elder Yin and Aunt Ren.

"Make sure to cherish and protect Lan’er well!" Elder Yin proclaimed after gulping down his wine.

"Lan’er is so kind-hearted; you must never mistreat her!" Aunt Ren finished her cup in one go and declared.

Yin Shilan observed the heartfelt moment before her with pure joy. Though no formal rites occurred, from this instant, she was truly Li Shiming’s spouse, his Daoist companion.

The approval from her parents held greater value than any elaborate ritual.

As Li Shiming and Yin Shilan departed from Inner Yang Mountain, the elders accompanied them right up to the boundary.

"Lan’er, even as we venture away from the Beishu Continent, you’re always welcome to return whenever you wish. From the Dongqi Continent, it’s merely around twenty days of continuous travel!" Li Shiming murmured soothing words to the melancholic Yin Shilan.

He had noticed as well that the elders' remaining time was limited, yet his own skills offered little remedy.

Maybe he could gather lifespan-prolonging treasures from those mighty super forces, but such efforts would merely postpone the end by a few years at best.

In contrast to Yin Shilan, whose lifespan stretched nearly a thousand years, separation was unavoidable.

"Will we truly be able to come back?" Yin Shilan murmured softly, seeking reassurance from his statement.

"Absolutely, I give you my word!" Li Shiming vowed earnestly, lifting his hand in solemn promise.

Yin Shilan rested softly against his torso, a peaceful grin gracing her features.

Back at the Beishu Sect, Li Shiming called for Sect Master Su.

"Shiming, do you intend to set off?" Sect Master Su questioned right away as he entered.

Li Shiming felt surprised, astonished that his plans were known to so many.

"Given your immense power, the Beishu Continent lacks the resources needed for your further cultivation!" Sect Master Su clarified.

In truth, Sect Master Su wasn’t alone; nearly every high-ranking member in the sect recognized this reality.

Li Shiming had founded the Beishu Sect yet refrained from claiming control; he constructed its foundations and secured supply lines, revealing his disinterest in wielding authority over the Beishu Sect.

Following Yin Shilan’s advancement, the leadership grasped that Li Shiming’s exit loomed near.

"Master, yes, I’m preparing to depart the Beishu Continent with Lan’er shortly, though I must settle a few matters first!" Li Shiming confirmed with a nod.

Upon hearing Li Shiming’s declaration, Sect Master Su experienced a mix of sorrow and ease.

His apprentice was venturing forth once more, but such journeys were part of the path, and he wouldn’t hinder Li Shiming’s quest for greater heights in cultivation.

"To begin, please pass the Sect Master Token to me!" Li Shiming requested.

Sect Master Su retrieved the Sect Master Token, an item that might hold significance for typical cultivators, yet it meant nothing to Li Shiming.

Any directive from Li Shiming would be followed diligently by the Shushan Sect, with no one daring to resist.

Accepting the Sect Master Token, Li Shiming breathed out a strand of ’Red Sun Spirit Fire,’ etching runes onto its surface and then embedding a personal seal.

Next, he produced the Mustard Seed Ring he’d readied in advance and returned it to Sect Master Su together with the enhanced token.

"From now on, the puppets within this Mustard Seed Ring must be inherited alongside the Sect Master Token to validate the leader’s role. It contains four Fourth Grade Puppets, capable of overpowering a Nascent Soul Mid-stage foe with ease!" Li Shiming directed with grave emphasis.

The weight of the Mustard Seed Ring in Sect Master Su’s grasp felt like a thousand pounds; Nascent Soul Middle Stage experts were figures the Beishu Continent could only aspire to reach.