Seeing Chen Feng's serious expression, Chen Changsheng smiled.
"The truth of the matter isn't important to you right now. The Taoist Temple is here, and I'm here too. Neither of us will vanish for no reason."
"What matters most for you now is finding a good weapon, then properly honing your swordsmanship."
"After all, the Pills Convention begins in only half a month."
Looking at Chen Changsheng before him, Chen Feng said, "The Pills Convention is a competition of pills. Why should I practice swordsmanship?"
"Ha ha ha!"
"Your understanding of this world is still far too naive."
"Where there are people, there is jianghu. The Pills Convention in the Pill Domain gathers the finest alchemy geniuses from all the Great Worlds."
"Behind many of them stand millennia-old families and Ten Thousand Year Clans."
"With so many people gathered in one place, there will be countless disputes."
"You're so fond of meddling in other people's business. Without some real skill to protect yourself, I'm afraid you'll die without even scraps left."
"After all, when reason fails, all you can rely on is the sword in your hand."
"You have a point." Chen Feng nodded. "But how am I supposed to pull the sword out of the wall?"
"You can ask that Stupid Dog."
"It dug open the wall, and repairing walls was originally its job. You helped it so much, so it ought to tell you a little more."
With that, Chen Changsheng clasped his hands behind his back and ambled away.
Chen Feng watched Chen Changsheng's retreating figure in silence for a while before ultimately choosing to seek out the Silver Moon Wolf.
Beneath the pine tree.
"You're here?"
Bai Ze, who was resting beneath the tree, lazily swished his tail and spoke.
Hearing that, Chen Feng said,