The Dao Pattern of the Demon-Subduing Pestle was severely damaged.
Only a real Artifact Refining Master could repair it, not any ordinary master.
"Looks like we'll need to find another way."
Qin Feng sighed lightly.
Just as the two were about to leave.
At that moment.
Xiao Lian suddenly pointed towards a patch of land in a dilapidated courtyard nearby and said, "Look over there!"
Qin Feng turned to look, and couldn't help but be surprised.
In that courtyard was a vegetable garden, full of lush, neatly planted cabbages—one could tell at a glance that they were tended by someone.
If they were tended by someone.
That meant this area surely had inhabitants!
"Good, let's go in and look around."
Qin Feng said.
Indeed.
They searched around the village and saw smoke rising from a courtyard, along with the scent of Sichuan hotpot wafting through the air.
Drawing nearer.
They heard a woman humming a song.
Thump thump!
Qin Feng knocked on the door.
