"Jiuyang Mountain, West River Pass?"
I don't know about the strange ancestral gate that the Purple Cloud Fairy just told me about. Ye Fengsheng was certain that he'd never seen a name like that in his family's records. He thought it must be an inconspicuous little door, just sitting in a corner amusing itself.
Of course, he also wondered why such a small gate would have a high-level talent able to refine the Speed Heart Pill. After all, due to the lack of a Dan recipe, even the senior members of his family couldn't refine the Speed Heart Pill.
Ye Feng instinctively glanced over, starting to suspect whether the old thing had gotten the name wrong, or if it was only such a name, and the Dan Yao wasn't a real Speed Heart Pill. If so, it might just turn out to be nothing again.
Just as he was thinking of this, he realized the mountain was extremely quiet, suddenly a few wisps of smoke appeared, then he widened his eyes to look ahead, his face becoming a bit strange.
