Fan Ruolei abruptly turned to Hai Hong, clearly somewhat carried away: "True Man Hai Hong, opportunity knocks but once. We must set out at once and find this core. Only then can we seize Taiyuan City in one stroke. By then..."
"By then, Hai and the Canghai Hunter Group would likely be reduced to ashes as well. This is truly a path to death."
Fan Ruolei's expression darkened. "True. It really is a path to death."
The ruins of a Taiyuan City were undoubtedly a treasure trove, but an intact and unified Taiyuan City had already surpassed the category of treasure. Even a great clan like Sword Discussion Pavilion would find it scorching hot to touch, much less Hai Hong and the Canghai Hunter Group.
Fan Ruolei was not someone ignorant of worldly affairs. On the contrary, he was rather smooth and adaptable in certain respects, so he naturally understood the reasoning.
Hai Hong took it even more easily. "This is another piece of intelligence we can mention at the gathering."
Ghost Loathing found this strange. Were there truly such broad-minded people in the world?
And so the matter was dropped. Hai Hong understood people well and comforted Fan Ruolei at length before turning to chat with Ghost Loathing, as though he had completely forgotten about the artifact core.
"Daoist Brother Nanhu."
"What is it?"
"These past days, I have been asking people to deduce the formula for that Extreme Suppression Incense, but progress has been limited. Since you were able to obtain the recipe, could you recommend a fellow cultivator skilled in this field?"
"Well, that recipe came about through a fortunate coincidence. It came from a Rogue Cultivator named Jiu Yan, but so many years have passed that I do not know where he is now."
Ghost Loathing