Eastspirit Prefecture, city wall.
Chen Chen stood atop it among the solemnly upright city guards, his clothes slightly damp. No one knew how long he had been standing there.
The sky was faintly brightening, but he did not move.
The sky grew fully bright, but he still did not move.
It was not until noon, beneath the blazing sun, that he opened his eyes, a flash of killing intent crossing them.
"Those two, Zhou Kui and the other one, should be dead."
"Two Inner Qi martial artists—even if they were merely Inner Qi martial artists forcibly raised through Black Blood Pills—could never have gotten lost or been injured by wild beasts." He smiled. "This is good news. Wonderful news. Old Master Qiu, your guess was right."
Beside him, the black-robed old man had also been standing for a long time. Clearly deeply concerned about this matter, he spoke in a hoarse voice: "I studied his past. Ever since he came to Eastspirit Prefecture, he has always cultivated behind closed doors. He endured whatever he could and was not particularly overbearing or sharp in his conduct."
"There was only Blueglow Butterfly!"
"The Tiger Den had enormous strength, and neither Lu Jingtian nor Yang Dongsheng was weak. Zhou Kun was also capable of training troops. Yet the moment they posed even the slightest threat to Blueglow Butterfly, he immediately went up the mountain and annihilated them without the slightest hesitation."
"Now we can confirm that this thing is extremely important to him. Could there truly be some astonishing technique in this world that allows one to grow by absorbing spirit butterflies?"
Qiu Di's face was filled with doubt.
"According to the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce, he needs five hundred and fifty thousand pairs of Blueglow Butterfly. At most, it will take