The ethereal fragrance emanating from Ningtuo was sometimes sweet and refreshing like the orchid in a secluded mountain valley, sometimes intoxicating enough to bewitch people, reminiscent of poppy. It was tearing, crushing, and venting the evil in someone's heart.
"Wangyue Continent... The Moon Goddess..."
"Who did I meet...on that fateful day?"
"Can I...go back to Wangyue Continent one more time?"
Perhaps, he might find his answer there.
...
Leaving behind all his worries, Qi Yuan again entered the jade slip of the Divine Flower Society.
The plan to destroy the Palace of Light in a hundred days was still in progress.
He must push forward quickly.
Most importantly, he was lacking the Cultivation Technique again.
Now that he had stepped into the Golden Core stage, the cultivation of Qi Yuan Sutras had once again reached a standstill.
He needed the White Moonlight from the Palace of Light to provide him with the Cultivation Technique.