Two days later.
At the Gu Household's temporary encampment on the outskirts of the Heavenly Spirit Mountain Range.
The camp sprawled across a vast area, surrounded by alarm formations, with a luxurious beast-hide tent standing at its center.
Outside the tent, dozens of elite Gu Household guards patrolled back and forth.
Inside the tent.
Gu Changfeng, the Gu Household Head, sat upright in the seat of honor, holding a cup of fine spirit wine.
His face looked imposing, and spiritual power fluctuations of a late Seventh Realm cultivator radiated from him.
Seated below him was his second son, Gu Qingyuan.
Unable to conceal the wild delight on his face, Gu Qingyuan raised his wine cup in a toast to his father.
In the center of the tent, the guards Gu Quan and Gu Hai knelt on one knee, holding the jade box containing the Dragonblood Grass high above their heads with both hands.
"Reporting to the household head!"
Gu Quan reported loudly, "To harvest this Dragonblood Grass, the eldest young master ventured deep into Poison Miasma Valley and unfortunately disturbed a Fourth Realm greater demon, a Saber-Toothed Tiger. The eldest young master fought valiantly, but his strength fell short. He ultimately died on the spot, leaving not even his bones behind! The two of us risked our lives to retrieve the Dragonblood Grass. Please inspect it, household head!"
Gu Changfeng set down his wine cup, revealing just the right trace of grief on his face.
"Qinghe... my dear son, you sacrificed yourself for the lineage. The lineage will never forget your contribution. You two may withdraw. Go to the accounts office to collect your rewards."
Gu Qingyuan rose and walked over to the jade box, his eyes brimming with greed and smug satisfaction.
"My elder brother certainly died a worthy