"Alright. Since this was Master's decision, we'll make the trip tomorrow. As for everything else, we'll set it aside for now." Fan Lang agreed.
Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint nodded. He no longer had any interest in playing chess, so he simply tossed the piece in his hand back into the chess basket and rose with his hands behind his back. His brow was slightly furrowed, his expression grave, as though weighed down by heavy thoughts.
Both his lost memories and the blood feud over his many disciples' deaths weighed heavily on his mind.
If it had been someone less composed, he would probably have already pressed Fan Lang for the truth.
In the blink of an eye, the next day arrived.
"Master, this way."
Fan Lang made an inviting gesture and opened a spatial Teleportation Array, locking onto a place called the Demon Pill Tomb.
Fan Lang had once visited the Demon Pill Tomb and gained some benefits there. Now, he was returning to an old haunt.
This place held meaning for Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint as well.
Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint nodded without asking further questions. He stepped into the Teleportation Array as hundreds and thousands of Dao seals flashed around him.
Fan Lang followed him in and activated the array. Both vanished, directly breaking through the barrier of space and arriving at the Demon Pill Tomb.
It was still the same as before, located within an Independent Space and shrouded in darkness, with all manner of dangers running rampant.
Those dangers were nothing to the current Fan Lang. He could suppress them with a flick of his hand.
"What place is this?" Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint asked with a frown as he looked over the ruined wreckage around them.
"This is called the Demon Pill Tomb. It was