610 Jade-Faced Alchemist, Luo Danqing (1/2)

Heavenly Mist City, Pill Tower.

A metal warship ripped through the sky and landed slowly on the platform in front of the Pill Tower. A human silhouette walked unhurriedly out of the warship. He was dressed in a long robe, with the edge dragging along the ground. The man clasped his hands behind his back and squinted his eyes. He strolled into the tower while Grandmaster Xuan Ming and company looked at him with respect in their eyes.

In a chamber inside the Pill Tower, Fifth Elder sat with his legs folded. His face was ashen as he coughed blood while allowing his body to recuperate.

The stone door opened and a man in a long robe stepped in, saying with an affable smile, ”Old Fifth, looks like you've been rather seriously injured.”

The Fifth Elder was startled when he saw the man before him. ”Third Elder, why are you here?”

The Third Elder smiled, ”Why can't I be here? Shura Sovereign led his troops to attack the city. Hence, the Palace Master assigned me here since he was too pre-occupied with the war.”

The Fifth Elder's face grimaced, ”the Shura Army… can the Palace Master handle it?”

The Third Elder shook his head then settled down at a spot in the secret chamber and sighed, ”This is a unique invasion. The Hidden Dragon Royal Court is involved too. The situation now is bleak, I have to get back to the war after the business here is settled. It is obvious that the Hidden Dragon Royal Court wants to lay their hands onto our Pill Palace's alchemy skills. It's just like what happened to the Valley of Gluttony years ago.”

After he spoke, the entire chamber sank into silence.

Moments later, the Third Elder broke the silence, ”Old Fifth, did you see a girl with white hair when you came out from the Secret Territory?”

”You mean the white-haired girl… The runner-up from the Magical Hand Conference? White Demon Jiang Ling?”

”That's right, she's a good-for-nothing disciple of mine. Sigh. I thought this lass could win the championship after three years of sweat and pain but alas, she failed,” the Third Elder said with regret.

”That lass is fine. Though she was seriously injured, her condition has stabilized and she is out of danger after consuming my elixir. The emergence of the ferocious beasts in the Heaven Secret Territory is too puzzling. I will continue to uncover the truth when I get better.”

The Third Elder's eyes gleamed upon hearing that Jiang Ling was fine. He left the chamber and ventured towards the whereabouts of Jiang Ling after having some words with the Fifth Elder.

”My good old disciple, hopefully, you accomplished what your master had instructed you by successfully summoning that great man!”

The Third Elder walked progressively faster out of the room, with his eyes full of passion.

...

Around the Cloud Mist Restaurant, rain poured heavily and loudly through the arched heaven, not seeming to stop.

At the front of the restaurant, clothes which were ripped off the bodies of the experts started to fly around in the air, leaving no room for imagination about the horrific episode that had taken place at the front of the restaurant.

Bu Fang looked at the disappearing clouds at the far end before he strolled back to the kitchen as he continued to practice his culinary skills.

The Nether King, on the other hand, was holding onto five Chili Strips and he walked around gaily.

Nethery sat on the Netherworld Ship, swinging her fair and beautiful legs. Her black tresses were spreading out and draping along her forehead, covering her exquisite face.

Blacky lay on the ground as it took a nap; its lumps of fats shook as it breathed in and out.

Eighty the chicken strolled around the restaurant in a relaxed manner. The spirit energy around the Path-Understanding Tree was rather strong.

Whitey was back in the kitchen while Shrimpy was playfully resting on its chubby head.

The Nangong siblings were with the other diners in the restaurant.

Not long after, Nangong Wuque pulled the gluttonous Nether King out of the restaurant.

The restaurant suddenly became extremely quiet.

Bu Fang came out after practicing his culinary skills for some time. He pulled out a chair and sank into it at the front of the restaurant, admiring the drizzling rain. He heaved a heavy breath.

This sense of relaxation seemed pretty good.

The rain continued to pour, resembling beaded curtains, shady, blurry, and ceaseless.

Bu Fang looked ahead and felt his heavy-lidded eyes closing. A while later, his faint snore could be heard.

…

Outside the Heavenly Pill City, a fierce aura filled the skies.

Millions of shuras gathered and the horrific true energy linked together and shot through the clouds. It was as though it wanted to pierce through the clouds of the arched heaven.

The strongest men of the Ancient Shura City stood proudly, giving out a dreadful air. As they released the true energy in their bodies, the chains behind them started to sway as they seemed as though they were about to charge into the sky.

Shura Sovereign, clothed in his battle armor, had a slight smile on his demonic face. His malevolent eyes stared at the city walls of Heavenly Mist City. His smile intensified as he looked upon the opening doors of the city gate.

There was a number of women who wore battle armor standing in the midst of the Shura Army. The austere leader was the Shura Saintess of the Ancient Shura City. She held drumsticks as she slowly slammed them against the huge drum. She swayed elegantly to the beat.

The thunderous ”gong” of the battle drums struck a chord in the hearts of the people. Every sound was magical and everyone's blood started to boil. It was in the middle of this incessant drumming that the energy surrounding the members of the Shura Army soared.