"Oh?"
Han Yi frowned.
Just then, disciples of Ascending Immortal Pavilion brought in spiritual wine and meat dishes. He Fengdi paused, waiting until they had left and the door was shut before continuing his explanation.
"There are less than two years left until the agreed twenty-year deadline."
"While everyone on the inner and outer peaks thinks the conflict will officially begin in two years, it actually began six years ago."
"Six years ago?" Han Yi frowned again, suddenly recalling something. He asked, "I remember that six years ago, something major happened in the sect. Senior Brother You Wu, who had just advanced to elder, was cut down by a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Blood God Sect that year. Could it be...?"
He Fengdi nodded, anger flashing across his face. That year, when You Wu was slain, countless Mystic Pill Sect disciples had been filled with righteous indignation. But anger could not solve problems. Once they calmed down, they drew more experience and lessons from You Wu's death.
Back then, after You Wu was slain, Han Yi had happened to run into him. The two had even shared a few cups at Immortal Chess House.
"That's right. You Wu's death was the fuse."
"These past years, the flames of war have spread from Taibai Commandery to Nanyang Commandery and Luofeng Commandery."
"And this warfare is limited to cultivators at Foundation Establishment and above. Qi Refining disciples have not sensed it at all."
"Junior Brother Han, why do you think the sect activated the Escort Program and the Advisory Elder Program? It is because the sect urgently needs high-level cultivators at Foundation Establishment and above."
At this point, He Fengdi raised his cup and drained it in one gulp. In that instant, boundless killing intent surged from his eyes.
Though Han