Now that he no longer lacked pill formulas, he naturally would not take the initiative to do missions anymore.
After more than a month had passed and Old Man Mu Gu had fully adapted, he began actively befriending the Venerable Elders in the same branch hall as him. Through them, he spread a message to the other branch halls: anyone who provided information on Heavenly Flames could have two Eighth-grade pills refined for free.
If anyone else had been gathering information on Heavenly Flames, it might have aroused suspicion. But because of his identity as an alchemist, it instead seemed perfectly normal, and no one suspected anything.
Many Venerable Elders were interested in his request and said they would keep an eye out for it. Old Man Mu Gu had expected this result long ago. As long as they kept it in mind, that was enough. With the Soul Hall's enormous influence spanning most of the Dou Qi Continent, gathering information on Heavenly Flames would surely be far more convenient than Qing's method of relying solely on his own sense of Heavenly Flames to search slowly.
After spreading the message, Old Man Mu Gu's life became peaceful. He cultivated Dou Qi in his spare time and occasionally refined pills. His days were exceedingly comfortable, nothing like Gu He, who was busy as a dog.
Sacred Pill City, Inner Domain.
A strange ripple spread out from Gu He's courtyard. In the blink of an eye, the entire Sacred Pill City seemed to have fallen into night. Dark clouds surged in from nowhere, blotting out all light from the sky. The nine-colored lightning flashing within the heavy clouds became the only illumination between heaven and earth.
"Is that Nine-Colored Pill Lightning?"
"How long has it been since Sacred Pill City last saw