"Evergreen, what kind of person does it take to enter an Immortal Tomb?"
"Could it be an immortal?"
Yan Kong muttered.
Liu Qing smiled faintly. "Brother Yan, cultivators value fate. There are countless Immortal Treasures beneath heaven—surely we cannot obtain them all."
"Have some tea."
Smiling, Li Rui poured each of them a cup.
Wisps of white steam rose.
Most cultivators disliked such mundane things. Only he, having risen from humble beginnings, had retained the habit of drinking tea.
And naturally, his tea was no ordinary tea.
"Good tea."
After taking a sip, Liu Qing felt his mana increase.
Li Rui's tea was practically comparable to Spirit Medicine.
Yan Kong's eyes also lit up, and he could not resist drinking several more cups.
The two had returned from Jinting Minor Continent and stopped by his princely estate along the way.
Naturally, they had found nothing.
Li Rui certainly would not tell them that the Immortal Tomb's artifact spirit had already acknowledged him as its master.
"Yu Kingdom has quite a few interesting places. Brother Liu, Brother Yan, why not stay and travel a while longer before leaving?"
Li Rui invited them.
Yan Kong spread his hands. "Evergreen, we aren't Dao Sons. The True Lords have already taken action—how can Elder Liu and I stand by with our hands tucked into our sleeves?"
Li Rui raised an eyebrow slightly.
He had heard of this matter.
A True Lord of White Jade Capital and a True Lord of Myriad Laws Palace had fought fiercely in northern Taihua Province.
One had to know—
Though the Righteous-Demonic War had gone on for so long, this was the first time True Lords had clashed head-on.
The implications behind it were far too weighty.
The war might escalate further!
In the end, they might even witness