Whenever he thought of that foolish woman, Xiao Fan's head began to ache. Honestly, he did not want to meddle in the Misty Cloud Sect's mess, but knowing that someone from the Soul Hall was lurking nearby always left him uneasy.
The Soul Hall was like a pack of stubborn leeches. Drive one group away, and another would come; each group was stronger than the last. Being targeted by them was no good thing.
For Xiao Fan as he was now, it was better to avoid them, whether deliberately or not.
To truly wipe out the Soul Hall members in the Northwest Continent, one would probably need at least the strength of a Dou Zong.
"I should still give that foolish woman a warning."
Xiao Fan was unsure whether the Soul Hall would choose this moment to act against the Misty Cloud Sect. He was also unsure whether his changes had altered the timeline he remembered.
After some thought, Xiao Fan accepted the invitation. "Old Hai, I'll take the invitation. As for whether I'll attend the banquet, that will depend on whether my little one wakes up."
Hai Bodong nodded in understanding. "I'll notify the Nalan Family."
"By the way, Old Hai, how is your collection of ingredients for the Imperial Extreme Pill going?" Xiao Fan found it rather strange that Hai Bodong had still not prepared the ingredients after so long.
"Uh... I've only barely gathered two sets of ingredients."
Alchemists on the continent generally followed an unwritten rule: anyone requesting an Alchemist to refine a pill had to prepare at least three sets of ingredients. Whether the refinement succeeded or failed, all three sets belonged to the Alchemist.
"That will be enough. Old Hai, I'll refine it for you in the next few days."
Hai Bodong asked curiously,