The next day.
Inside a secluded courtyard on the southern side of Commerce City, the gates were tightly shut. A spirit array hovered above the courtyard, spiritual light rippling through it and cutting off outside scrutiny.
Xiao Ming stood within the courtyard, gazing at the sky beyond it with a smile. "It seems those little rats still don't dare make a move."
Behind him, Qing Yanjing nodded as well. "Commerce City is crowded and full of watchful eyes. It's only natural that they don't dare act."
"Since they won't make a move, let's begin refining medicine." Xiao Ming shook his head. With a sweep of his right hand, countless medicinal ingredients appeared out of thin air, densely filling nearly the entire courtyard. Rich medicinal fragrance spread out, instantly turning the secluded courtyard into an ocean of herbal scent.
At the very front was a fruit no larger than a palm. It was dark yellow, and the tree-like patterns covering it revealed its identity—it was the Withered Glory Divine Fruit.
Xiao Ming reached out with his right hand and brought it before him. In an instant, a fresh fragrance utterly at odds with its withered yellow appearance rushed into his nose, overwhelming the scent of all the other medicinal ingredients and refreshing his senses.
"Those thirty million Supreme Spirit Liquid were well spent." Sensing the medicinal potency contained in that fragrance, Xiao Ming could not help praising it. Medicinal ingredients of this level were nearly impossible to find in the Dou Qi Continent. Only the Great Thousand World, with its abundant Spirit Qi and vast lands, could so readily produce such divine fruit.
After praising it, Xiao Ming's gaze sharpened. He spread his left arm, and faint multicolored light shimmered over his body. In the next instant, endless streams of colored