Chapter 93: The War Begins

The heavy rain poured relentlessly throughout the entire night. It only gradually ceased as dawn approached. Early in the morning, Master Pang had already gone out again, confidently stating that this time he would gather all the necessary ingredients to refine the Essence-Boosting Pill. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the pill-smelting furnace would be lit tonight without fail.

Fang Xiao had long felt that Brother Pang’s passion for pill refining and forging far surpassed his dedication to his own cultivation. In contrast, Fang Xiao preferred the achievements that came from enhancing his strength.

The ring was a gift from Young Master Gongqing when she left, boasting a large capacity capable of holding many items.

On the fifteenth day of the third lunar month, a fierce battle took place atop Mount Yue between Yi Zhi Hua and Qiao Zhong, known as the Gun Master. Now that Zhou An had appeared in the capital, it meant he had emerged victorious from that life-or-death confrontation.

The team leader was an elderly man named Liu Gaotan, whose stern expression suggested a poor temper. Since meeting with the others, he had maintained a solemn face and had not spoken to anyone.

At this thought, Jiutian no longer hesitated. The time left for him was limited; it was best to settle everything tonight. Without a doubt, Qin Chuan had no reason to refuse—after all, he was his disciple, deeply cherished, and it was only right. Qin Chuan even feigned anger to scold the eldest brother for being overly formal.

“That’s good. By the way, since Mr. Zhou paid special attention to you last time, I noticed you seem to have become the center of controversy. How are you holding up?” Gu Yanbin inquired.

The Black Demon King’s eyes suddenly widened in shock. At that moment, he clearly felt the demonic aura he released was directly absorbed by the white smoke upon contact.

Under the relentless pressure from Madam Zhuang, Zhuang Qingqing could only reluctantly change into a few different outfits and then paraded through the shop as if on display.

Ye Zihan examined the medicinal herbs here, noting their high value and usefulness to herself.

Because when the primordial source is damaged, it continuously consumes the cultivator’s life essence, eventually causing flesh to wither, the soul to dry up, and ultimately resulting in death and the loss of the Dao.

“Hah, in your eyes, this prince must rely on such dishonorable means to ascend the throne?!” Qi Junxiu bit his teeth and questioned each word sharply.

The elderly man, whose face was as hard as a copper coin, was speaking to other elders but suddenly paused, his expression laden with sorrow.

“Master, you’re incredible!” Dan Xingzi admired Ling An greatly, who had just appeared and caused everyone to retreat in fear.

“Enough talk—get past me first!” Without wasting words, Fan Yiping raised his Hawk Sky Bow, pulled the trigger, and a silver needle shot out swiftly toward the opponent.

At Lu Chenguang’s command, the resounding battle horn representing the attack echoed continuously across the sky.

Though occasionally still absorbed in work, the sense of maternal responsibility seemed to resonate more deeply within her.

With sharper eyes, Qin Zheng nestled into the sofa for a while before proactively contacting the yoga instructor. She didn’t want to rest after filming, as that might lead to a cesarean section when the time came.

Fan Yiping was speechless for a moment. What he really wanted to ask was why he was chosen, but Zhu Long Xuan Sheng’s answer was so vague it was practically meaningless. Taking the scroll, he carefully examined every detail, finding it utterly captivating.

The spiritual energy within cultivators mainly concentrates in the dantian, with some dispersed throughout the muscles, bones, and blood.

There was no one else here; the tree hollow contained only the corpses of the Blue Feather Bird and the White Poison Wing Beast, which greatly relieved everyone’s tension.

“I’ve seen the mall; it has many items. I can try using something else first to see if I can escape. If that doesn’t work, I’ll use this teleportation scroll.” Lester said.

The blond youth and the fair-skinned boy looked bewildered at Kazuya’s bitter smile, not understanding what had happened, both utterly confused.