Only after leaving the stone chamber did Liu Xiaolou realize that he had been living on Cangwu Pavilion Mountain all along.
This Cangwu Pavilion Mountain was one of Junshan Thirty-six Pavilion Mountain's peaks. It covered only around ten acres and stood no more than sixteen or seventeen zhang high. It had always been the residence of Dongfang Yuying, the Young Sect Master of Qingyu Sect.
That stone chamber was where Dongfang Yuying cultivated. It connected to the Junshan Spirit Spring, which was why Liu Xiaolou had been able to sense such abundant spiritual energy.
"How long have I been here?" Liu Xiaolou asked.
Upon hearing Long Tian's words, that Ghost Race member could not help but shudder. The hand holding his weapon trembled without pause. Clearly, he was in an agonizing state of mind.
Ron nodded and briefly recounted the two assassination attempts. However, he mentioned only the two assassins. As for the middle-aged man they encountered in Luolei Mountain Valley, and matters such as meeting Joey after the second attempt on his life, he glossed over them all.
After Doudou used Huashan Sect's ultimate internal art, a building gradually emerged within the valley. That was precisely where Huashan Sect was located. Chen Feng had never imagined that Huashan Sect was hidden inside a valley, and he was now utterly impressed by the art of formations.
Yang Liuzhi seemed to know she was no match for him. She turned to look at Fairy Xiao, her eyes revealing an astonished expression.
Deathly energy shrouded him. He felt as though his entire body had taken on an aged, withered state, which startled him for a moment, though he did not pay it much mind.
It was a classic exchange between a drunkard and someone trying to stop him from drinking. A few