Although the finals ending early had dissatisfied some people in Sand China, there was a reason for it. Most had already seen the final clash between Oni Tsuka and the Dao Sect and were thoroughly satisfied. At the same time, they fully acknowledged the strength of the top figures on Ling's side, and their morale soared.
However, the unluckiest were the major gambling houses that had sprung up during this period. Since the event ended early without a winner being decided, they had to refund the money one by one. The process drew much dissatisfaction and caused no small amount of trouble.
"The two divine artifacts will naturally be allocated at tomorrow's meeting. I won't stay on Mount Fangcun either, lest Senior Sun drag me off to be his sparring partner and put my body through another massive ordeal. As for Oni Tsuka, he truly understands the True Ghost Body better than I do, but whether I should seek his guidance requires careful consideration."
"Chong Ying probably doesn't hate me, does she?"
Before leaving Mount Fangcun, Zhang Chen searched for Chong Ying, only to discover that she had already left when her substitute died. After bidding farewell to Elder Wu and Elizabeth, Zhang Chen intended to meet Chong Ying alone and personally apologize for mercilessly killing her incarnation during the competition.
As Zhang Chen walked down the street, a dense scent of blood drifted in from the side.
"Hello, dear Mr. Zhang."
The blond Blood Source stood openly at the street corner and waved at Zhang Chen. Yet the bloody scent seemed to affect Zhang Chen alone, having no effect whatsoever on the surrounding living beings.
Seeing the densely packed crowds flowing around him, Zhang Chen did not dare let Blood Source make a move here. He prepared to secretly