Primordial Chaos Realm, Mo Garden's council hall.
The atmosphere was so heavy it seemed as though water could drip from it.
At the head of the hall, Mo Lin sprawled weakly in the main seat, one hand supporting his forehead while the other dangled limply over the armrest. His entire body radiated the bleak aura of someone who had lost all will to live.
He stared blankly at the ceiling, muttering over and over, "My Glazed Pure Immortal Pill... it was so close... just a tiny bit more, and I would have completed the final Yin Yang Flow pill pattern... a one-of-a-kind work of art... the crystallization of my painstaking effort..."
Below him, the core members of the Artifact Refining Sect had almost all gathered.
On the left sat the family group led by Cai Lin. Her lovely face was frosty, anger and helplessness intertwining in her purple eyes. Yun Yun frowned slightly and sighed softly. Ya Fei covered her red lips, her shoulders trembling faintly as though she were desperately holding back laughter. Xiao Yi Xian, Qing Lin, Nalan Yanran, Han Yue, and the others wore varying expressions as well, their concern mixed with a measure of helpless amusement.
On the right sat the "outside support" and upper ranks led by Electrolux. Electrolux stroked his long beard, a trace of understanding and amusement in his eyes. Zhu Kun grinned broadly, wanting to laugh but feeling it would be inappropriate, leaving his expression rather strange. Cao Ying and Dan Chen sat a little farther away. In Dan Chen's arms, she carefully held a small snake... one covered from head to tail in crystalline nine-colored scales, no thicker than an arm, currently curled into a ball and letting out faint snores.
It was Little Lingxi, who had swallowed the Glazed Pure