A long rainbow streaked across the sky and descended onto a hidden island within the Dinghu Sect, revealing the figures of Jiang Li and Elder Tianxuan.
After many days, Jiang Li once again arrived at the Dinghu Sect's secret place, and the site of the Ochre Whip.
The island, seemingly in perpetual early summer, was teeming with exuberant life. The medicinal fragrance carried by the wind revitalized Jiang Li, who was currently struggling to fill his Qi Sea.
Although he had inherited Jiang Zhuyun's legacy, he had not engaged in pill-consuming cultivation without the ability to discern the properties of elixirs. And no matter how rich Jiang Zhuyun's legacy was, it couldn't compare to the spiritual medicines in this secret place, not to mention the Ochre Whip.
Thinking of the Grade and abilities of the Ochre Whip, Jiang Li felt that becoming a disciple of Elder Tianxuan was indeed the right step.