The sky over Youluo Three Days remained dark.
An ordinary martial artist entering a quest like this would have felt somewhat oppressed.
Yang Ling closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling refreshed.
From the looks of it, the major groups have quite a few entry permits for the Youluo Three Days quest.
Every entry gives me 1,000 Mental Power. I have 8,000 now, and soon I'll have 9,000. I'll pass ten thousand in no time.
After ten thousand comes twenty thousand, and after twenty thousand comes thirty thousand.
Mental Power has nothing to do with cultivation, but its combat power is real. The higher my Mental Power, the stronger my mental cultivation methods!
Nice!
Ding Yunxi and Ding Jiangyao exchanged a glance, not daring to disturb Yang Ling.
Two unfamiliar faces stood behind them, studying Yang Ling curiously.
"Where are the two from last time?"
Yang Ling suddenly opened his eyes and asked the two women.
Ding Jiangyao was just about to speak when Ding Yunxi beat her to it again:
"Mr. Luo, those two from last time were testers from our branch company.
"These two are the children of two branch directors of our Mystic Antiquity Ding Clan Pill Group.
"Let me introduce them. They are..."
"Oh, no need for introductions. Let's get down to business."
Understanding dawned on Yang Ling, and he went straight to the point:
"Are the 1,000 Counterfeit Tyrant Blood Pills ready?"
The two directors' son and daughter exchanged a glance and wisely remained silent.
Before entering, their families had repeatedly warned them to focus only on increasing their Mental Power and leave everything else alone.
Above all, they must not offend the fellow before them.
Ding Yunxi smiled and nodded. "Everything is ready."
She took ten brocade boxes from her spatial ring