With a bright flash of light, he appeared in the center of a paved area after stepping on the teleportation formation.
He scanned the surroundings, eager to discover more about the cultivators' culture. After all, the valley's guardians forbade him from learning anything about cultivation in the past seven years. Besides the Qingming sutras he had translated for Julius, everything they did was a mystery that made his heart beat faster.
Of course, he could have cheated, but why would he? Not only did he take pride in his renowned honesty, but he would have ruined the thrill of immersing himself in the sect to learn. Anyway, they had taught him how to craft using life force, which was more than enough for him to progress on his own.
He grinned at the thought. 'It reminds me of Durgrim's soul orb. I kept it for a year before using it in the academy of enchantment.' He sighed. 'Ah, sweet memories. I hope that eye in the sky devoured that pretentious Moira, thought.'
