The Cold Chi Palace Master had once been released by Lu Xiaotian, and he had never mentioned some of the key details to anyone else. In the Cold Chi Palace Master's eyes, as long as Lu Xiaotian had not perished outright, no matter how severe his injuries, with his abilities he would recover sooner or later—and might even reach a higher level.
"That may be so, but this time the alchemy contest will pit you against resentful spirits in the Dragon Abyss. I've heard that in every past Dragon-Seizing Pill Convention, some Pill Saints couldn't withstand the spirits' backlash and perished on the spot." Mu Xia said, unable to hide her worry.
"Silly girl, wake up. Dongfang is already in the Yu Xuan Celestial Court. There's no future for the two of you." The Cold Chi Palace Master pressed a hand to his forehead. If he'd known it would come to this, he never should have agreed to Mu Xia's request to bring these juniors along for the spectacle.
"I know. It's just that Dongfang didn't go willingly; circumstances forced his hand. I promised Father that after this convention, I'd find a way to seek out the Law Mirror Immortal Tree and do my best to perfect my law power ahead of time." Mu Xia lowered her head slightly.
"As long as you understand." The Cold Chi Palace Master nodded. Still, seeing Mu Xia's expression, he felt a pang of discomfort. The vast Honghao Celestial Court had no shortage of outstanding young prodigies at the Heavenly Immortal level, but someone as dazzling as Lu Xiaotian was as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
"Daoist Dongfang seems to get along quite well with those people from the Honghao Celestial Court," Xu Jincang of the Netherworld Celestial Court said in a