And so, three years slipped by with him staying at home.
Only after he cultivated all the way to the Third Layer Essence Condensation did the Dongfang Family elders bring up the old matter again, using Dongfang Yingcai as a comparison.
"Yinghao, it's fine. Your strength is already formidable enough!"
"Exactly. Look at Yingcai—she dared to go all the way to the Northwest alone to seek a master with only Qi Gathering Realm cultivation."
"The family will make proper arrangements. This trial ground has been specially selected; there are great opportunities within!"
Dongfang Yinghao had originally intended to keep refusing, but the family elders tirelessly persuaded him, and his cultivation had indeed improved. After weighing the matter, he finally agreed.
And to put his mind at ease, the Dongfang Family had stuffed quite a few life-saving treasures into his pockets this time.
It was fortunate he had those life-saving items on him. Otherwise, Dongfang Yinghao might truly have met his end in this Misty Hunting Ground by now.
Boom!
Bang!
Outside the cave, the battle between the giant puppets and the Demon Beasts continued.
Hearing the succession of fighting sounds, Dongfang Yinghao sat up from where he had collapsed.
Sniffling, he took out a fire talisman and ignited the cultivator's corpse before him. "Fellow Daoist, don't blame me, don't blame me. If I don't burn you, some other Demon Beast will end up defiling your corpse."
Having said that, he wiped away his tears twice, then walked reluctantly to the mouth of the cave and stretched out his palms toward the two giant puppets.
"Hiss—fuh—"
After drawing in a deep breath, Dongfang Yinghao closed his eyes. Using a secret art to sense them, he raised both hands, aimed his palms at the two puppets in the air, and slowly