"I will strive hard and then meet up with Brother Yi at the Taizhou Mountain Battlefield as the top prodigy."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Xuanzhen and the others all nodded with smiles.
The atmosphere became lively again, with talks and laughter, engaging in casual chat.
However, what they didn't notice was that in the corner of the front courtyard, a woman in a long dress was pouting.
"You'd better finish the competition quickly; I miss the master already."
A human ancestor, how many demon blood cores could one have in their hand?
Ten thousand, a hundred thousand, or perhaps a million?
Just thinking about it made Wen Renying salivate slightly more.
"Drink, drink... After all, I'm also about to head to the Taizhou Mountain Battlefield to meet with the master."
On another side.
Chen Taiping and Xia Wanwan sat at the main table in the central courtyard, facing the guests coming and going, feeling both happy and pained.
