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

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Yin Shilan shared with Li Shiming the hardships her family endured over the past century due to sect restrictions that kept her from seeing her parents. The flying boat landed at the bustling marketplace, where an emotional reunion unfolded with her aging parents, Elder Yin and Aunt Ren. Li Shiming bowed deeply, greeting them as Father and Mother-in-law, affirming his commitment to Yin Shilan as a Daoist couple. Inside the marketplace, Elder Yin marveled at its prosperity under Beishu Sect support and eagerly questioned Li Shiming about his perilous path through the Cultivation World.

"Lan’er, do you intend to depart from the Beishu Continent alongside Shiming?" Aunt Ren inquired softly to Yin Shilan.

A brief hesitation showed on Yin Shilan’s face; observing her parents' state, she understood their remaining days were few.

"You’re concerned for us?" Aunt Ren smiled while gently caressing her hair, posing the question.

Yin Shilan nodded, her gaze brimming with profound affection.

"With Fei’er here, you ought to consider Shiming more; the Beishu Continent feels too confined. Shiming won’t thrive if confined here, nor will you!" Aunt Ren remarked with a warm smile.

She perceived it distinctly: Li Shiming’s singular might subdued the union of the seven sects, revealing his immense prowess.

Yet, across the Beishu Continent’s span of over ten thousand years, the pinnacle any gifted cultivator achieved was the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, deemed a once-in-a-millennium prodigy.

Without venturing beyond the Beishu Continent, Li Shiming could never have attained such formidable power.

Though Li Shiming holds great strength now, lingering in the Beishu Continent might erode his abilities and hinder his prospects ahead.

Aunt Ren recognized that Yin Shilan’s cultivation had been stalled for a century. To reach loftier heights, departing the Beishu Continent became essential.

As a parent, she refused to let their own situation impede the young pair’s path forward.

She and Elder Yin felt deeply content, rising from humble Sky Sea Island to thrive in the Beishu Continent, now savoring their later years.

Those Golden Core Elders from Sky Sea Island back then were fortunate merely to have endured.

"Mother!" Yin Shilan threw herself into Aunt Ren’s arms, who enveloped her in a firm hug.

Aunt Ren prepared a feast of dishes herself, akin to how a mortal family receives a new son-in-law.

For Li Shiming, this marked his initial encounter with mortal cuisine in a century.

Certainly, Aunt Ren’s approach resembled mortal cooking, yet the components were chiefly spiritual ingredients.

Li Shiming sensed he had grown distant from this realm of cultivation, overlooking such basic spiritual resources long ago.

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, I raise this toast to you!" He rose, lifted his cup, and offered a slight bow toward Elder Yin and Aunt Ren.

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

"Lan’er possesses a gentle nature; you must not mistreat her!" Aunt Ren finished her cup completely and added.

Yin Shilan observed the touching moment before her with pure joy. No formal rite occurred, yet 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 departed Inner Yang Mountain with Yin Shilan, the elders accompanied them to the boundary of the mountain.

"Lan’er, though we’re departing the Beishu Continent, feel free to return whenever you wish. From the Dongqi Continent, it takes merely around twenty days of continuous travel!" Li Shiming softly reassured the melancholic Yin Shilan.

He too noticed the elders’ limited time, yet his capabilities offered little help.

Maybe he could gather lifespan-prolonging treasures from mighty sects, but that would merely postpone the end by a few years.

In contrast to Yin Shilan’s almost thousand-year lifespan, separation was bound to happen.

"Is it truly possible for us to come back?" Yin Shilan whispered, seeking confirmation from his statement.

"Absolutely, I vow it!" Li Shiming lifted his hand in earnest pledge to her.

Yin Shilan rested softly against his torso, a peaceful grin forming on her lips.

Upon arriving back at the Beishu Sect, Li Shiming called for Sect Master Su.

"Shiming, are you about to depart?" Sect Master Su questioned right away as he entered.

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

"Given your power, the Beishu Continent lacks the resources to fuel 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 founded the Beishu Sect without grasping control; he shaped its structure and secured supply lines, showing his disinterest in leading it.

Following Yin Shilan’s advancement, the leaders realized Li Shiming’s exit loomed near.

"Master, indeed, I intend to exit the Beishu Continent with Lan’er shortly, though I must settle a few matters first!" Li Shiming affirmed with a nod.

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

His apprentice was setting off once more, but such leavings were unavoidable, and he couldn’t halt Li Shiming’s quest for greater Cultivation realms.

"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 aid other cultivators, yet it held no value for Li Shiming.

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

Li Shiming accepted the Sect Master Token, then breathed out a ’Red Sun Spirit Fire,’ carving runes onto it and adding his seal.

Next, he produced the Mustard Seed Ring he’d readied beforehand and returned it to Sect Master Su together with the Sect Master Token.

"Henceforth, the puppets within this Mustard Seed Ring shall accompany the Sect Master Token as the emblem of leadership. It contains four Fourth Grade Puppets, capable of overpowering a Nascent Soul Mid-stage foe with ease!" Li Shiming directed with gravity.

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