Liao Kong Stays at Quiet Heart Studio

"When matters in Primordial Beginning Hall are settled, this old monk would like to invite Master Lakong to Thunder Sound Temple for a talk. If the abbot knew there was someone like Master Lakong in this world, he would surely be delighted."

Master Lakong was silent for a moment, then looked at Li Chengjie.

Li Chengjie said mildly, "Master, decide for yourself."

Master Lakong nodded and said to Wu Xiang True Lord, "If fate allows, I shall certainly pay a visit."

Wu Xiang True Lord was overjoyed. He pressed his hands together and bowed deeply.

Yan Xingci sat to one side, listening to the two of them discuss Buddhist doctrine, and only felt as if he were lost in clouds and fog. He could not understand a word.

Gao Chen, however, took in some of it and seemed thoughtful.

Li Chengjie sat cross-legged on a cushion, eyes closed as he regulated his breath.

Wu Xiang True Lord and Master Lakong discussed matters for a while longer, then the topic suddenly shifted.

"Does Master Lakong know what the situation is now inside Primordial Beginning Hall?"

Master Lakong shook his head. "This old monk does not know."

Wu Xiang True Lord sighed, his five-inch-tall body pacing a few steps across the stone table.

"When this old monk escaped from Nine Turns Pill Hall, what I saw along the way was shocking at every turn. The eleven Major Factions were in chaotic battle. Dozens of Nascent Soul Cultivators were dead or wounded, and the Golden Core cultivators were even beyond counting."

He paused, then looked at Yan Xingci and Master Lakong.

"Foundation Establishment Realm and Qi Refining stage cultivators cannot survive a single day inside this Primordial Beginning Hall."

Yan Xingci's face went pale.

Wu Xiang True Lord continued, "The eleven Major Factions