In the following month, the middle-aged man in the black robe visited every few days, and Zhou Xun naturally welcomed him.
To outsiders, Array Master Wang and Alchemist Zhou seemed to hit it off immediately, becoming friends.
On this day, the middle-aged man in the black robe visited once more.
The two drank and chatted freely, quite pleased.
Halfway through the drink, the middle-aged man in the black robe gradually shifted the conversation to cultivation.
"Brother Zhou, we cultivators dedicate our lives to pursuing the Great Dao, but it is truly elusive!"
"Look at me, over fifty years old, though my cultivation is at the peak Qi Refining, there is still no hope for Foundation Establishment. Foundation Establishment Pills are hard to find, Foundation Establishment Spiritual Objects are hard to find, do you say we loose cultivators can only walk the nine-death-one-life self-foundation path?"
