While the other factions fought to the death day after day, Xiao Yan, the culprit behind it all, enjoyed a remarkably leisurely life. In fact, it was not just him. Apart from settling in at the same time each day to watch the drama unfold, the few people sent by the Nine Nether Sparrow Tribe had all been taking it easy.
They had not joined the fighting, nor had anyone tried to win them over. Although they had clashed somewhat with the factions whose members had died and had a motive to kill them to silence them, no one suspected them. After all, their little team's strength was simply too insignificant.
How could a team whose strongest member was only an eighth-rank Supreme possibly wipe out a group protected by a Ninth-Rank Supreme? Qin Wan'er and the others were happy to enjoy the peace. As they watched the results of the fighting, they seized every moment to cultivate, hoping to gain a little more strength before the Dragon God Ruins fully opened.
Xiao Yan did the same, but he had now completely escaped his earlier penniless state. After all, he had personally dealt with the Golden Peng Tribe, Myriad Beast Mountain, and the Golden Tiger Tribe, which had come under sudden attack. Naturally, their storage spiritual artifacts had fallen into his hands as well. From those artifacts, he had looted quite a few divine artifacts and divine art scrolls, along with nearly a hundred million drops of Supreme Spiritual Liquid.
Thus, after returning, Xiao Yan entered the Heavenly Tomb to cultivate, intending to use this time and the Supreme Spiritual Liquid in his possession to achieve a breakthrough. While he cultivated in seclusion, the fighting in Sun-Moon Town grew increasingly fierce. New casualties appeared almost every day, and even some