"Should we leave now?" Bai Jingqiu asked.
Jiang Ping An shook his head. "It's only been a few years. The enemy hunting us might not have left."
"Let's wait a few more years. If we can avoid a fight, we should."
The one hunting them was a Fifth-Order God King who had broken through long ago. His cultivation was high, and he might have many hidden trump cards.
A fight to the death was no child's game. One mistake could cost them their lives and wipe away everything they had built.
A risk was worth taking only when the reward was great enough and there was a reasonable chance of success.
Risking their lives for no gain would make them fools.
Bai Jingqiu nodded.
Though danger lurked everywhere, the strange Stone Gate beneath their feet protected them well enough.
But they could not stay here for long.
At intervals, vast storms of rules swept through the Medicine Garden and lasted for years.
When that happened, they would have to leave. Even the Stone Gate would not keep them safe.
Those powerful storms of rules were likely what had left the Stone Gate so battered.
The two sat cross-legged on the damaged Stone Gate and cultivated in silence.
Years ago, Jiang Ping An had kidnapped a prodigy of the Electric Eel Demon Race and extorted resources from the race's experts.
As long as he made no major expenditures, he would not have to worry about resources anytime soon.
Fragments of rules churned through the shattered space around them like seawater stained with paint. It was beautiful.
But the chaotic rules sent chills down their spines.
After a few years, the storm of rules around them gradually intensified. The Stone Gate could no longer fully hold back the surging fragments.
Jiang Ping