West of Luandu County, at the edge of South Forest Mountain, within the dense woods.
"Have me notify the Dragon Locking Institute about the abnormal vital qi?" Xie An shook his head. "I'm afraid that won't work."
"I am a retainer of the Xie Family. All my information channels are within the Xie Family's network. No matter how carefully I act, the Xie Family will certainly be the first to learn of it."
"That might instead delay the Dragon Locking Institute's deployment."
"Because of Yellow Millet Wine?" Chen Mu raised a brow.
"Exactly!" Xie An nodded.
"As the incense vital qi grows denser, Yellow Millet Wine production increases. Once this news spreads, the positions of City God Temple priests in the surrounding area will immediately become highly sought after."
"To protect its own interests, the Xie Family will only conceal the news and make arrangements in secret. I will be reappointed as the priest of Jiangyang County, and they will not let the priest positions in several surrounding counties slip away either."
"After all that maneuvering, it will delay things by at least a year."
"Yellow Millet Wine is that important?" Chen Mu could not help raising a brow.
"The Nether God Transformation melts the power of gods and demons into one's own body. Practitioners must constantly grind against and contend with the Divine Demon Will." Xie An explained.
"The backlash is extremely dangerous. One slight mistake, and you will be left without even a corpse."
"Whether to ensure one's own safety or to continue advancing in cultivation, one needs an Upper Fetus Spirit God strong enough."
"And Yellow Millet Wine can replenish the Upper Fetus Spirit God, so..."
Chen Mu immediately understood.
No wonder Li Buxian, a formidable expert of the Seven Nether God Transformations, had been willing to