Huanghua Ridge covered a vast expanse. Shang Hua Ming could only occupy several peaks near Minsi Peak, and their sect-protecting grand formation covered only those areas as well.
The depths Xiao Yuehong spoke of lay to the northeast of Huanghua Ridge. There stood an exceedingly deep mountain forest, shrouded in mist all year round. The mountains were towering, the waters profound, and the woods dense. Even ordinary people rarely set foot there, let alone cultivators.
Others did not know, but Xiao Yuehong himself was well aware that it was a taboo left behind by Shang Hua Ming's predecessors. The sect's records stated it with utmost clarity: without Golden Core stage cultivation, do not venture deep inside!
Given Xiao Yuehong's somewhat lazy temperament, he would most likely never have gone there in his life. But... Hundred Herbs Sect coming to propose marriage had dealt him quite a blow. Though it was a matter that pleased both sides, and his daughter seemed to have some interest in Jiang Fan, nodding and agreeing should have been the wisest choice!
Yet when he saw Jiang Jiantong of Hundred Herbs Sect casually produce those two Foundation Establishment Pills, so composed and certain that he had no room to refuse... an indescribable feeling rose in his heart!
"Who does Hundred Herbs Sect think it is? It is nothing more than a small sect skilled in growing herbs. The cultivation techniques in their sect can only reach late Foundation Establishment; they have no records whatsoever of how to form, merge, or condense a core. How could they compare with my Shang Hua Ming?" Standing atop a boat-shaped magical artifact, Xiao Yuehong flew toward the depths of Huanghua Ridge. His resentment still had not faded as he thought to himself, *What schemes does Jiang Jiantong have in his