"Yes, my lord!" The Black Seal City Lord, who had already been unable to suppress his smile, grew even more excited. Liao Du possessed information about some Dou Saint Ruins.
Judging by Xiao Yan's expression, he was probably already considering a trip to the Southwest Continent.
The Black Seal City Lord still clearly remembered Xiao Yan's promise to take him along when he eventually entered those Dou Saint Ruins.
Although the ruins might be fraught with danger, the opportunities within were immense.
Even if Xiao Yan claimed the main inheritance and treasures, merely getting a sip of the soup would be a tremendous opportunity for him.
Perhaps a small treasure from those ruins would be enough to make him a Dou Zong, or even give him hope of glimpsing the path to Dou Zun.
As an expert born and raised in the Black-Corner Region, he had never lacked a spirit of adventure. Fortune was won amid danger-for those who grew up in the Black-Corner Region, that creed was carved into their bones.
A short while later, the Black Seal City Lord brought Liao Du, who hailed from the Southwest Continent, into the hall.
"My lord!"
Liao Du wore black robes, his face glowing with health.
Ever since receiving the Seventh-Rank Alchemist's notes Xiao Yan had bestowed on him, his alchemy skills had continued to improve. Besides, he was a Fifth-Rank Alchemist, after all.
A Fifth-Rank Alchemist enjoyed considerable status in Black Seal City, and many people had sought his services lately. Through constant practice, his alchemy skills were already approaching the sixth rank.
All of this owed a great deal to the black-clad youth before him.
"Tell me the exact location of the Poison Saint Ruins, and give me some detailed information about the Southwest Continent."
Xiao Yan regarded him