Dantian Reforged

"Fellow Daoist Mi He, was there something else?" Song Wen asked.

"Fellow Daoist Cui, where do you cultivate?" Mi He asked.

"I'm a Rogue Cultivator with no fixed abode," Song Wen said. "I have no permanent place to cultivate."

Mi He clearly did not believe him. What Nascent Soul Cultivator had no fixed abode?

She raised a hand and tossed him a Jade Slip. "This is my communication Jade Slip. Contact me if you need anything. Perhaps we'll have another chance to work together."

Some of the pill recipes Mi He had given Song Wen were exclusive to the Beast Taming Sect. Certain medicinal herbs they required could be found only within the sect and were difficult to obtain elsewhere.

She was certain Song Wen would come to trade with her again.

Song Wen accepted the communication Jade Slip, then took out his own and handed it to Mi He.

"Fellow Daoist Mi He, how is the Lei Clan faring now?" Song Wen asked suddenly.

"A few of the Lei Clan's Golden Core cultivators fled to demonic territory with some talented clan members. The rest have all been put to death," Mi He said lightly.

Yet that breezy sentence meant millions of Lei Clan members, including the elderly, women, and children, had gone to their graves.

After another farewell, Song Wen drifted away.

Song Wen did not immediately seek out Zhou Siyi at East Birch Market. Instead, he found a secluded place and continued tending his injuries.

A month later, with his injuries mostly healed, Song Wen disguised himself as a Foundation Establishment Realm Rogue Cultivator and returned to East Birch Market.

As he walked down the shop-lined streets, Song Wen saw that the Lei Clan's former shops had changed hands. Every one of them now belonged to the Beast