Xiao Yu was immensely grateful that the Origin Flame born when he broke through to Dou Emperor had been the Great Desolate Flame. Otherwise, how could he have cultivated at such a terrifying speed?
Moreover, without the Great Desolate Flame's help, he probably could not have refined the Emperor's Extreme Pills to the seventh rank this time.
Not only would he have lost a precious set of medicinal ingredients and a Palace, but he would also have lost the chance to take two Emperor's Extreme Pills in succession.
After refining five Emperor's Extreme Pills, Xiao Yu did not rush to leave seclusion. Instead, he prepared to take them and raise his strength.
He brought himself into peak condition, determined not to waste even a fraction of the pills' medicinal power.
Inside the Elder's courtyard in the Xiao Court.
Xue You's residence was exceptionally lively that day. All the Xiao Court's elders had gathered there.
The five men exchanged toasts and savored delicious food, enjoying themselves to the fullest. The atmosphere was lively and harmonious, and smiles adorned every face.
"Come, Elder, let me offer you a toast."
Yan Mo, a burly middle-aged man, raised his cup and smiled at Xue You, who occupied the seat of honor.
He had joined the Xiao Court a year ago. During that year, life in the Xiao Court had made him wake from his dreams laughing several times.
A faction so comfortable, where fellow members lived in harmony, where there was no slaughter yet plenty of healthy competition, suited him best.
Compared with his former life of drifting from place to place, he treasured everything he had now.
And Elder Xue You, sitting before him, had taken good care of him. He was someone worthy of his respect.
Xue You raised his cup