Xue Qinghe smiled.
"Although the Heaven Dou Imperial Family does not interfere in sect affairs, it should still show concern for major events on the continent.
Does Sect Master Han's team still need people?"
Han Yu replied blandly.
"No."
The smile on Xue Qinghe's face froze for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal.
"Then I spoke out of turn. Sect Master Han, take care."
Han Yu and Gu Rong left the Imperial Study and passed through the long palace corridor.
Gu Rong weighed the brocade box in his hand and lowered his voice with a smile.
"Sixty thousand Gold Soul Coins, traded for a few worthless blueprints.
That old Xue Ye acted as if he had picked up some treasure."
"In his eyes, they truly were treasures."
Han Yu did not slow his pace.
"If they can fully grasp Soul Tool technology, the Heaven Dou Empire's military strength will at least double.
Sixty thousand Gold Soul Coins for a future—he did not lose out.
Of course, that was assuming he could truly grasp it!"
Gu Rong nodded, then suddenly lowered his voice.
"Yu'er, has there been any news from that girl Ling Yuan?"
Han Yu's gaze shifted slightly.
"Not yet.
But judging by the time, it should be soon."
The two left the palace gates, boarded a carriage, and headed for Ling Tian Sect's new residence.
Meanwhile, at the Back Mountain of the Clear Sky Sect.
Tang San stood bare-chested, gripping the Clear Sky Hammer with both hands as he repeatedly smashed the massive boulder before him.
Sweat streamed down his back, soaking a patch of ground beneath him.
Tang Xiao stood some distance away with his arms crossed and his brows slightly furrowed.
"Slow down.
The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer does not rely on brute force, but