"Here, these are ten pieces of Essence Jade. Tell me all about it."
Holding the ten pieces of Essence Jade, still faintly warm and fragrant, the man stood stunned for several breaths before coming to his senses.
But as he felt one scorching gaze after another settle on him, the man who had been hawking his news suddenly felt a mountain of pressure bearing down on him.
Among those watching him were no small number of powerful Inscription Pattern Realm cultivators.
Still, he could only steel himself and recount everything from beginning to end. Once he finished, he quickly vanished from the spot.
He feared that if he lingered even a few steps longer, both the Essence Jade in his hands and his own life would be gone.
A gleam of cunning flashed through the Demoness's beautiful eyes.
"Little Devil King, Black Tiger Daoist Li Zizai... you've stirred up such a commotion again in so little time. I really can hardly wait to meet you."
With a soft laugh, she turned and dissolved into pink petals, vanishing and leaving several thousand cultivators staring spellbound after her.
Meanwhile, in a deep mountain valley, Li Jiaojiao and Xia Youyu had just finished cultivating. They sat in a small pavilion, watching the clouds disperse and the mist gather beneath their feet.
"Jiaojiao, you needn't rush for results. Cultivation has to be taken one step at a time."
Xia Youyu looked at the girl across from her with helplessness in her eyes. Ever since the last catastrophe, Li Jiaojiao had become utterly fixated on cultivation, wishing she could spend every day in the cultivation chamber.
"I know, Sister Xia. It's just that Uncle Wu is gone, and Senior Brother Li is out there, and we don't even know how he's doing. If I want