Li Qinghong cultivated on the island for a time, with the waters of the East Sea descending and thunder rising, the effect was remarkably good. One day of cultivation here was worth three days' effort elsewhere, leaving her somewhat intoxicated by her swiftly growing power, even forgetting the passage of time.
It wasn't until the great formation at the cave mansion thrummed and hummed that she slowly awoke from cultivation, breathing out a wisp of purple lightning. Glancing outside, she noticed it was rare for someone to visit; the abrupt activation of the formation had startled her.
"What a strange thing."
She walked out of the cave mansion and saw the monk Kongheng waiting at the edge of the formation. It seemed he had activated the array, hands pressed together, and spoke:
"Reporting to you, a cultivator from the Immortal Sect has come from outside, dressed in feather clothing, from the north, calls himself Li Xizhi of the Li Family."
