Atop a craggy mountain, Long Chen and Mo Nian sat dejectedly. 0

Mo Nian grumbled, “Brother, what is going on? This time, we really messed up. Not only did things go sideways, but we also ended up being looked down upon. We’ve lost all our faces.”0

They had just endured a grueling battle, fighting off a bunch of five-vein Heaven Saints. The sheer number of enemies had pushed them to their limits. To make matters worse, Jiang Yue’e’s aloof attitude after saving them had been infuriating.0

Long Chen shrugged helplessly. “What can we do about it? I still haven’t met the conditions to condense heaven vein dragon qi. I assume it’s the same...0