Chapter 391 Li Qianmei arrives at Guiyuan Sect to meet Lin Che

Moro Continent, Guiyuan Sect.

In the quiet room.

Lin Che waved his right hand forward, and the dying twelfth-rank ferocious beast, Crimson Emperor Golden Crocodile, appeared before him out of thin air.

The Crimson Emperor Golden Crocodile glared at Lin Che furiously, its soul instantly condensing into a massive ball of energy, causing the entire sect to tremble at this moment.

Lin Che stood with one hand behind his back, looking at the Crimson Emperor Golden Crocodile before him, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Condensing soul into a god, how interesting. As expected of a twelfth-rank ferocious beast, it truly lives up to its reputation."

"Crimson Emperor Golden Crocodile, my name is Lin Che. I am in the Celestial Five Decays stage. I'll give you a chance to submit. If you are willing to become my spirit beast, I will allow you to become an even more formidable ferocious beast."

Lin Che's fingers danced rapidly, and at the same time, a special blood-red mark appeared before him. This was precisely the most important ability in the Cloud Sea Star Region: Imprint Control!

Imprint Control is specifically for controlling these ferocious beasts. If these ferocious beasts remain stubborn, Lin Che can instantly kill them on the spot.

The Crimson Emperor Golden Crocodile wanted to struggle, but after seeing Lin Che's murderous expression, it could only agree to become Lin Che's spirit beast forever.

After completely subduing the ferocious beast before him, Lin Che put it into his storage. Just as he was about to continue his secluded cultivation, a special energy fluctuation suddenly permeated the sky.

While sensing this energy, Lin Che's face remained as calm as ever. He then walked out of his secluded cultivation room with one hand behind his back.

Lin Che slightly raised his head, gazing at the blue, sea-like sky, and said calmly, "Since a fellow Daoist has arrived, please come out."

As Lin Che's voice fell, a loud bang suddenly echoed from the distant sky. Immediately, Li Qianmei, with her curvaceous figure and beautiful appearance, slowly emerged from the void.

Upon seeing Li Qianmei, Lin Che recognized her identity and was quite curious as to why she would appear here.

Li Qianmei looked at Lin Che, who was clad in a blood-red robe. In her mind, the words of Elder Xuan resurfaced: if the man before her could truly help her resolve her doubts, perhaps her strength could advance by leaps and bounds, allowing her to reach the Celestial Human Realm.

"Po Tian Sect Elder Li Qianmei greets fellow Daoist."

"It really is her…"

Lin Che stood with one hand behind his back, Immortal Essence energy surging around him, and said indifferently, "Fellow Daoist Li Qianmei, may I ask why you have come this time?"

Li Qianmei sensed the energy fluctuations permeating the air, raised an eyebrow slightly, and thought to herself, "It's actually the Celestial Five Decays Realm… No wonder Elder Xuan said those words."

"I didn't expect Senior to be in the Celestial Five Decays Realm. This junior is impressed. And looking at Senior's age, you must not be more than a thousand years old, right?"

Li Qianmei was, after all, a prodigy disciple of the Po Tian Sect. Having been a genius since childhood, she reached the Shattered Nirvana Realm in a thousand years, which was already unprecedented.

Now, seeing Lin Che, who had broken through to the Celestial Realm in a thousand years, Li Qianmei couldn't help but feel a hint of surprise, clearly not expecting such a remarkably talented person to exist in this world.

Upon hearing this, Lin Che's gaze calmly swept over Li Qianmei. The Immortal Essence lingering on his fingertips quietly receded, and his voice lost some of its indifference, gaining a touch of peace.

"Breaking through to Celestial in a thousand years is nothing. Fellow Daoist reaching Shattered Nirvana in a thousand years is also a rare prodigy in the Cloud Sea Star Region."

Lin Che stepped aside, making half a step, and gestured with a raised hand, "This is not a place for conversation. If fellow Daoist doesn't mind, you can follow me to the front hall for tea."

Li Qianmei felt a sense of relief. She had been worried that Lin Che's nature was arrogant and difficult to approach, but now seeing his softened attitude, she quickly cupped her hands and replied, "It is my wish, I dare not ask for it."

The two walked side by side on the bluestone path of the Guiyuan Sect. The disciples along the way, seeing a woman of captivating beauty accompanying Lin Che, all tactfully lowered their heads in salute, not daring to look too much.

In the spirit plant garden by the roadside, several thousand-year-old spirit tea plants were unfurling their tender leaves. Crystalline morning dew dripped down the leaves, reflecting fragmented light in the sunlight.

This was specially arranged by Lü Yanfei, who knew Lin Che preferred quietude, so she had this place managed to be serene and elegant.

"Senior's Guiyuan Sect, though not large in scale, is permeated with spiritual energy everywhere. It seems Senior must enjoy tending to it on a daily basis, wouldn't you say?"

Li Qianmei gazed at the vibrant garden and couldn't help but ask.

She came from a large sect like the Po Tian Sect and was accustomed to richly decorated palaces, yet she found the tranquility of this small sect more to her liking.

Lin Che's steps did not falter. His gaze swept over the two busy disciples in the spirit plant garden, and he said lightly, "It's merely Deputy Sect Master Lü's diligence. I usually spend most of my time in secluded cultivation, so I haven't managed these things much."

As they spoke, the two had already reached the front hall. On the stone table beside the hall entrance, disciples had already warmed spirit tea in advance. The purple clay teapot was steaming, and the aroma of tea mixed with spiritual energy permeated the air.

Lin Che raised his hand, inviting Li Qianmei to sit, and personally poured a cup of tea, handing it to her: "This is Fog Sprout Tea, produced by Guiyuan Sect. Although it cannot compare to the Immortal Tea of Po Tian Sect, it is still refreshing."

Li Qianmei took the teacup with both hands. Her fingertips touched the warm cup, and the warmth in her heart grew even stronger.

She took a light sip. The tea aroma spread on her tongue, carrying a faint spiritual energy that slid into her abdomen. Immediately, she felt her meridians throughout her body relax a little.

"Good tea! Although this tea is not top-grade, its freshness is its strength. It tastes more refreshing than the century-old aged tea in the sect."

Lin Che held his teacup, looking at the flowing clouds outside the hall, and suddenly asked, "Fellow Daoist, you must have come for more than just to see me, right? You must have an important matter to entrust."

Li Qianmei's hand, holding the teacup, paused slightly, then she nodded frankly: "Senior has keen insight. To be honest, this junior has been stuck in the mid-Shattered Nirvana stage for decades. Elder Xuan said that Senior has profound insights into realms, and perhaps you can guide this junior."

"However, this junior also knows that cultivation varies from person to person. If Senior finds it inconvenient, this junior will certainly not disturb you further."

As Li Qianmei spoke, she was about to rise and bow, but Lin Che raised his hand to stop her.

Lin Che swirled the teacup in his hand and pointed to the spirit tea tree outside the hall: "Look at that tea tree; it needs to be pruned every year. If left to grow wildly, it won't produce good sprouts."

"Cultivation is the same. Sometimes, going a little slower and solidifying the foundation is more important than blindly seeking advancement."

Li Qianmei stared blankly at the spirit tea tree, then lowered her head to look at the teacup in her hand. Her eyes gradually lit up, as if she didn't know why she was so persistent about this matter.

Over the years, she had sought out many cultivators, but she had never received the words she longed for, which made Li Qianmei deeply doubt herself.

Over these years, Li Qianmei knew better than anyone that she always thought about surpassing her predecessors, but she never considered that slowness was also a form of cultivation.

Li Qianmei slowly rose and bowed deeply to Lin Che: "Thank you for Senior's guidance! This junior's mind has been enlightened!"