Doting fondly on Yi Luo Xiang, Xin Yun said with a smile, "That's right, so we don't need to rush now. What we need is to be solid. It's okay to be slow; the key is to establish a strong foundation. If they're in a hurry to fly, let them. We don't aim to beat them at the starting line, but at the finish!"
"Win at the finish!" Hearing Xin Yun's words, Yi Luo Xiang's eyes gradually brightened. Indeed... the race isn't over until it reaches the endpoint. No matter how much you've won before, it all equals nothing. Only by winning at the finish line does it count as true victory!
Looking at the glowing look in Yi Luo Xiang's eyes, Xin Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Actually... Given Yi Luo Xiang's aptitude and talent, unless she stopped cultivating, it would probably be hard for her to slow down even if she wanted to.
Glancing at the sky outside the window, Xin Yun suddenly stood up, "It's getting late. Today is Yan Qingying's birthday, we mustn't delay it."