Ice Fire Dragon King Wings, Another External Soul Bone

What happened next was only natural—Tang San absorbed the Infernal Delicate Apricot and Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, then jumped into the pool to focus on refining their medicinal power.

Afterward, Tang Xiao found the place and saw Tang San cultivating. Aside from his anxiety, all he could do was stand guard nearby.

However, when Liu Feng and the others entered, they happened to run into Tang Xiao as he went out to look for Tang Hao.

Who would have thought that after leaving for only a short while, he would let Liu Feng's group enter the valley.

"But, Uncle..."

Tang San still wanted to argue, but Tang Hao cut him off before he could finish.

"Little San, we are no match for them."

Tang Hao's voice was low and firm. With that one sentence, Tang San was left speechless, and the unwillingness on his face gradually gave way to dejection.

"I understand."

Tang San lowered his head, his fingertips unconsciously clutching the hem of his clothes. After a moment, he raised his head again, a flash of stubbornness in his eyes. "But just because we cannot defeat them now does not mean we never will."

"The day I can defeat them, I will definitely come back! These immortal herbs can only have their greatest effect in my hands."

Tang San murmured to himself, as though making a vow to himself.

"By the way, Little San, how did you come to know about those so-called immortal herbs?"

Tang Xiao suddenly remembered this and asked curiously.

"Ah, I... I learned all this from Grandpa Yang."

Tang San's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly came up with an excuse. "Some time ago, Grandpa Yang taught me practical combat. After class, I studied some herbal knowledge with him."

Tang San calmly pinned the