Qing Su said, "This is just an ordinary breakthrough, not an ascension to immortality. There's no need to gather here; it would be awkward for him when he comes out."
"Yes!"
Two immortal generals bowed to take the order and turned to wave away the onlookers.
Gu Qingcheng hugged her arms, a blade of foxtail grass dangling from her mouth, puzzled: "Such a big fuss, and it's not even a breakthrough to immortality?"
"Hmm," Qing Su replied, "His method of cultivation is very special. It's also extremely troublesome for him to become immortal, completely different from us."
"Why?"
A somewhat hoarse female voice sounded, belonging to Feng Zhansiang, the strongest and highest-ranked among the four trusted aides.
She asked in confusion, "Isn't cultivation just about Qi Cultivation, gathering the spirit, returning to the void, and establishing the Dao?"
"This, I cannot explain to you."
Qing Su spoke softly,
