"Eight hundred miles from here, there is a great city called Yinping City," Tao Qian began. "Last time, I got Daoist Shan Zhi drunk, and from his lips, I learned a secret: several Elders are refining treasures there."
"Moreover, recently a few warlords have arrived there, occupying the area; presumably, they have all become materials for treasure refining."
"Counting the days, I don't know how many Great Transcendence Bodhisattvas this makes; they should be in the midst of refining one right now."
"If grandfather hurries now, he should make it in time."
...
After hearing all the situations and secrets, Shanyu's face had completely collapsed.
He knelt there, trembling all over, with filth running from his bowels, as if even his soul was about to be scared away.
Previously, he had been making calculations and plotting to be cunning.
