บท 241: Endless Trouble

For Dong Tianhai, the Martial Arts Association's greatest use was that it was official.

In other words, the Martial Arts Association had a certain amount of prestige among the major families. No one was willing to shed all pretense of cordiality with them.

Of course, the top aristocratic families in Jingdu were excluded.

Time flew by.

Soon, the day of the birth of the Divine Medicine arrived.

On this day, auspicious clouds floated in the sky of Bai City.

The auspicious clouds were a purple color. Although the light wasn't strong, it was still visible to the naked eye.

Such a scene naturally attracted countless gazes.

Whether it was ordinary people or the martial artists who coveted the Divine Medicine, they all raised their heads to look at the sky.

"This is a good omen!" 

"God bless Bai City!" 

"I will definitely make a fortune this year!"