Getting More Martial Origin Pills
Deng Qing silently digested the information given by Zhang Yan.
During these past few days, he had been running back and forth between the mountainside forests and the encampment, busy gathering herbs and practicing martial arts. When he returned and saw the market near the encampment operating as usual with no major commotions inside or outside the city walls, he had assumed the situation was still relatively stable.
Only now did he realize that it was merely because his own cultivation was too low to access the high-tier game.
The true main force had already been transferred into the Desolate Soil, initiating combat mode.
After digesting this news, Deng Qing asked once more, "Senior Brother, have you seen Master inside the Desolate Soil?"
Zhang Yan shook his head. "Master is in the Furnace Realm, so he's not in the same group as me.
I didn't see anyone from the Furnace Realm on my side, so I estimate that Master has shouldered a heavy responsibility and gone elsewhere.
I also entrusted people to make inquiries through various channels, but I haven't been able to make contact."
Deng Qing grew secretly anxious. His concern for Li Dashan was genuine, and he also had his mind set on the promise Li Dashan had made—those two Martial Origin Pills.
Now that matters had reached this point, Deng Qing increasingly felt that waiting, relying on others, or making demands was inferior to relying on himself to complete missions and secure that baseline Martial Origin Pill in his own hands, which was the utterly correct choice.
"Right, has your Martial Origin Pill been settled?"
Zhang Yan also guessed Deng Qing's worries.
Deng Qing nodded and said, "I just completed missions to accumulate enough Merit Points to exchange for one, and I've