Cawing, Little Fire Crow flew freely through the woods in the spirit-rich mountains, sometimes soaring high into the sky. The Realm-Breaking Insect rested on the little white dog's back, enjoying the fresh mountain breeze as the spirit-tracking dog ran along.
Purpleleaf Zhenwu disliked the outside world and preferred staying inside Lu Xiaotian. So it did not come out to join in the fun.
At that moment, ordinarily quiet Fengqing Mountain welcomed a number of guests.
"Old Du, why are you here so early today?" Two streams of demonic energy in the sky stood out sharply against Fengqing Mountain. This was no place just anyone could barge into. Niu Kun laughed as he looked at Du Fenghu and Feng Ling, who had just descended from the sky.
"I heard Brother Lu was attempting to break through to Spirit Transformation. How could I miss such a grand event?" Du Fenghu wore a broad smile. Fengqing Mountain looked unguarded, but only those familiar with it knew how terrifying its strength was. Not to mention Xiang Kuang, who had reached Spirit Transformation twenty years ago, even Niu Kun and Qiao Lan—and even Princess Changning, Yu Ya, who was not known for her strength—were all experts at the True Intent level.
"By the way, where is Brother Lu?" Feng Ling looked around, but saw nothing resembling preparations at Jiuching Mountain.
"Auntie Ling, Beard Uncle left Fengqing Mountain some time ago," said Yu Xiaoqiao, now a Nascent Soul Cultivator, looking listless.
"What? Brother Lu isn't here?" Du Fenghu was taken aback.
"My master is attempting to break through as a Spirit Transformation body cultivator, a path different from the usual one. There's little the uncles and aunts can learn from it, so he left a few days ago," Xiang Hua explained with a smile.
"So be