"We have finally arrived. My friend, may our paths cross again."
Cheng Zongyang gave Li Cungang a slight nod, then brought out a Horned Horse, preparing to ride back to Jade Peak County.
But the next moment, Li Cungang stepped in front of the horse, grabbed its reins, and spoke with an earnest plea:
"Immortal Master, I'll say it again: please let me stay by your side. That way, you'll have someone to run your errands.
"You don't reveal your power as a Cultivator, instead showing only your Martial Arts Cultivation. This must mean you don't wish to expose your true identity. And while my strength as an Innate Late Stage expert may be nothing in your eyes, I can still help you scare off any witless troublemakers."
Cheng Zongyang was speechless. Over the past two months, he had indeed claimed to be practicing Martial Arts, and he had broken through from Third Grade all the way to the Peak of First Grade Cultivation.
He was just a step away from the Innate realm.
