"Luo Wudi is actually dead? Was the battle really that intense?"0

At the Alchemy Hall, Luo Chen sat across from Zeng Wen, observing his weary expression. He couldn't help but ask.0

Zeng Wen sighed, still somewhat dazed. "I've never been through anything like that. I couldn't even let myself sleep too deeply, always had to be ready for a fight. These past days… felt like living in hell."0

Seeing Luo Chen's curiosity, Zeng Wen forced himself to focus and explained what had happened. "The Golden Core ruins weren’t actually that vast, only covered within the Heavenly Spirit Seizing Array. Because the area was so limited, thousands of cultivators were crammed together, making it inevitable that fierce conflicts would erupt over even a single discovered spirit herb.0

"The three combat halls were tasked primarily with battle, but they also bore the responsibility of protecting the weaker cultivators from the Medicine Hall and Mining Hall.0

"Luo Erduo, though lacking in cultivation, had a keen eye for herbs. One day, he spotted what appeared to be an ordinary plant—only to realize it was, in fact, a five-hundred-year-old second-tier spirit herb, an invaluable aid in Foundation Establishment.0

"The problem was that the herb grew within Xuanyi Society’s territory.0

"Knowing he couldn't retrieve it alone, Luo Erduo reached out to his uncle, Luo Wudi. Under the cover of night, the two slipped...0