The journey back to the sect was uneventful. In the current Qingling Region, no blind fool of a cultivator dared to seek trouble with Li Qing.
Yet throughout the journey, his mood remained somewhat heavy. Even as he piloted the spirit boat, his face stayed grim.
The Prairie Sacred Hall Tribe, which had always lived peacefully alongside their Lingyun Sect, had finally begun to stir because of a millennium-old Dragon Blood Vine.
Medicinal herbs moved men's hearts, and a millennium-old Dragon Blood Vine capable of refining Dragon Transformation Pills was enough to drive many Core Formation cultivators mad.
"Good thing the sect has already set up a Fourth-tier Great Formation. Otherwise, this trouble truly would not be small."
Li Qing sighed inwardly.
Naturally, he would never give up this Dragon Blood Vine, no matter what. It was the hope of him and the other Supreme Elders in the sect for forming Nascent Souls in the future!
With the Heavenly Origin Spirit Extermination Formation guarding the mountain gate now, there was no need to worry too much about threats from outside.
But one must not harbor the intention to harm others, while always guarding against being harmed. The prairie cultivators had always been fierce and straightforward—who knew what they might do?
After all, they could not remain stationed within the mountain gate forever. There would always come a time when they had to go out. If someone set their sights on them, that would be troublesome.
If they wanted to eliminate these threats, the best solution would be for a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator to emerge.
As long as they had a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, these seemingly troublesome threats would be resolved with ease.
"Let's return to the sect first. I still need to discuss these matters with the others."