Lin Ming sighed, somewhat sad and low in spirits. He wasn’t too surprised, he had already guessed that they would part in such a manner. But this time, he felt an inexplicable melancholy in his heart.
He casually tossed aside the game and walked over to sit down on the rocks. He picked up a few of the crimson, fiery feathers, and caressed them for a moment before carefully placing them into his spatial ring. Then, Lin Ming picked up the porcelain bottles and the jade slip.
The porcelain bottles were cool like jade, and there was a light scent to them that was left behind by Mu Qianyu.
He sank his soul force into the jade slip, inside was a short message.
Although it was a bit rude, I thought that leaving without farewells was a better way to part. I want to deeply thank you for helping me expel the Purple Flood Dragon Divine Thunder. I’ve left behind two bottles of pills for you.
I had originally wanted to leave behind some miracle medicines that could directly enhance your cultivation, but after some thinking, I believe it’s best if you rely on yourself to cultivate. Slowly accumulating cultivation bit by bit is the most secure and safe method. Therefore I left behind a bottle of Spirit Gathering Pills in order to increase your rate of cultivation. There are altogether 20 of them; you will experience the best effects if you wait until you reach the Pulse Condensation period.
The other bottle contains Divine Spiritual Pills. There are only three of them. For martial artists below the Xiantian realm, they can momentarily enhance one’s cultivation so that you can go beyond the limit of your current combat skill. If you encounter an unexpected danger, take a Divine Spiritual Pill and it can help you safely escape.
I am from Divine Phoenix Island. If destiny wills it, then our paths will cross again someday.
Mu Qianyu.
Lin Ming placed the pills and the jade slip into his spatial ring. He sighed. These past days had been like a fleeting dream. But in the end, he still had to awaken from the dream, no matter how wonderful it was. There were still many matters that he had to attend to.
He wanted to take the eternal flame of the Firm Worm Tribe, but currently the Fire Worm Shaman was too strong. With just his flame avatar, Lin Ming had been chased down and nearly killed. Even though he had the Purple Flood Dragon Divine Thunder, he didn’t have an absolute assurance that he would be able to defeat him.
And even if he killed the Fire Worm Shaman, absorbing the eternal flame’s Flame Essence wouldn’t be easy with his current strength. He could only lay this down for the moment and return at some later time.
The most immediate matter was to return to Sky Fortune Kingdom and kill Ouyang Dihua.
If it wasn’t for the fact that he had accidently learnt Thunderfire Annihilation and also obtained a Thunderbolt Devilfire Bead, then Lin Ming would have most likely already been killed by Huo Gong. He had no alternative but to avenge this grudge!
“Ouyang Dihua’s cultivation is only at the middle Pulse Condensation period. But his uncle is an Elder of the Seven Profound Valleys, and the cultivation methods he studies are far beyond those of normal martial artists. His total combat strength should at least be equal to a peak Pulse Condensation martial artist. He should be able to fight toe-to-toe with Chi Guda. With this cultivation, it won’t be difficult to kill him!
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As the plants of the Southern Wilderness began to bloom, Sky Fortune City had already entered into a deep winter.
The cold winds blew down, and gusts of chilling air curled around as if they could drill into a person’s bones.
The trees were already bare of leaves, and snow had piled high onto the streets. There were very few pedestrians on the streets, and even the usually ubiquitous peddlers and merchants were nowhere to be seen. A silence had fallen upon the once noisy streets, and there was only the occasional sound of a barking dog. There were new posts on the message boards, the frosted windows tinkled in the cold wind.
In Sky Fortune City, every family had a cozy fire in their house. Wealthy families sat on heated brick beds, eating delicious hotpot. The poor would boil a pot of ginger soup to warm their family’s stomachs. In Sky Fortune Kingdom’s capital, even the common people lived in relative prosperity, there were very few who would starve or freeze to death.
In the vast endless snow of Sky Fortune City, in the southwest courtyard of a great mansion, there was a waterside pavilion that was luxuriously decorated to the brim.