Ming Zhitian shook his head repeatedly, "I don't. My master, Saint, is a man of immense stature. He is a Martial Saint, and I have heard that he once stood at the pinnacle of the Ancient Cultivation Realm. It's perfectly normal for him to know the Medicine Immortal elder and then know me, isn't it? If he wanted to go anywhere, he could just use a small spell, couldn't he?"
Much like the generational survival time-travel device of the Tianran Lin family, which teleported Ming Zhitian to another world at a critical moment.
With the Martial Saint Ran Yizhou's divine cultivation, traversing dimensions was merely a thought, which explained everything.
Xiao Linglong found his words plausible and didn't press further. "Where are you going next?"
Ming Zhitian looked ahead and said, "To Lanshan Lake Sea. The Medicine Immortal elder introduced me there to cultivate."
Xiao Linglong asked, "Do you know where Lanshan Lake Sea is?"
Ming Zhitian nodded, "I don't."
Xiao Linglong was taken aback, "Then why did you nod?"
Ming Zhitian immediately shook his head. "No, I was thinking about something. The Medicine Immortal elder told me something, and she said it wasn't the right time yet, telling me to strive to live."
Xiao Linglong was dismissive. "That's all? Tch, this is the Ancient Cultivation Realm, a world where the strong prey on the weak. She was afraid you were too young and would fall into someone's trap. Everyone has a tragic childhood. If she told you to live, then find a way to live."
Ming Zhitian asked, "So you know where Lanshan Lake Sea is?"
Xiao Linglong shook her head, "I don't either. But I'm also going to seek apprenticeship. Life is short, and I want to join those great sects. In just a few days, you've gone from being an nobody to reaching the first level of Qi Cultivation?"
Ming Zhitian smiled slightly, "Just lucky."
Xiao Linglong didn't believe it. "But I know where the Ten Thousand Mile Forest is. Beyond the Ten Thousand Mile Forest is Lanshan Lake Sea."
Ming Zhitian asked, "What kind of place is the Ten Thousand Mile Forest?"
Xiao Linglong yearned, "Go straight east, and you'll see a forest without leaves. That's the Ten Thousand Mile Forest. A year ago, I was still nobody, and I went to the Ten Thousand Mile Forest..."
Xiao Linglong stuck out her tongue. "Unfortunately, I was driven out. How I wish I could apprentice under the sect leader of the Blooming Sect, under the gate of the leaf of Shang Qianlinghua. This is a dream for many girls."
Ming Zhitian asked, "Why only girls? What about boys?"
Xiao Linglong said, "You don't know, but the Ten Thousand Mile Forest was established under the leadership of Dong Qianyue. Her Ten Thousand Mile Forest never accepts men."
Ming Zhitian murmured, "Isn't that like Mount Emei?"
Xiao Linglong asked, "I seek apprenticeship for my idol. What about you?"
Ming Zhitian looked up at the sky, as if he could see someone looking at him. "Besides seeking an introduction from the elder, I want to fulfill two dying wishes of my master, Saint."
Xiao Linglong was curious, "How did you meet your master, Saint?"
Ming Zhitian explained everything about encountering the wisp of divine soul of Martial Saint Ran Yizhou in the Ten Thousand Foot Cave in the Sky Sphere.
After Xiao Linglong heard it, she said, "Anyway, he's gone, and he didn't teach you anything. You don't need to worry about his affairs."
Ming Zhitian glared at her. "A true man lives between heaven and earth, willing to shed blood and sacrifice his head, but never forsake benevolence, righteousness, and morality. Since I have taken him as my master and promised my master, Saint, I, Ming Zhitian, will keep my word and fulfill his wishes. As long as I have a breath left, I will definitely meet my master's wife. Even if I can only complete one of them, I will have no regrets or shame!"
Xiao Linglong said softly and submissively, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken about your master, Saint, like that."
Ming Zhitian waved his hand. "It's alright. I believe my master, Saint, in heaven will not blame you."
...
On the way, they encountered Nan'an Temple. A monk was sweeping the temple gate. Ming Zhitian asked Bake to stop and inquired, "Master, could you please tell me the way to the Ten Thousand Mile Forest?"
The monk clasped his hands together. "Martial and divine brilliance shine together. Benefactor, proceed eastward."
Xiao Linglong smiled triumphantly, "Didn't I say so? You didn't believe me."