Upon hearing Murong Yuan’s explanation, Gu Han fell into contemplation. “Ruyi Tower?”0

Several thousand li northeast of Great Qi lay an extremely bustling city called Yue Mountain City. It was almost as vast as a small nation, and was extremely famous within the northern region of the Eastern Wasteland. Dragons and snakes were intermingled inside, with many large and small factions. Whether they were rogue cultivators or disciples from various backgrounds, they all visited from time to time to acquire items needed for cultivation. Ruyi Tower, where the pill Murong Yuan spoke of was located, was one of its larger factions.0

Even though people from various families took turns guarding it, chaos and disorder still prevailed since Yue Mountain City had no specific affiliation. Hence, cultivators with insufficient strength or weak backgrounds were highly likely to suffer unwarranted disasters if they rashly went there.0

Murong Yuan said somewhat helplessly, “The master of Ruyi Tower treasures that pill a lot. He wouldn’t even let me have a look back in the day. To retrieve the pill from his hands is as difficult as ascending to heaven.”0

Murong Yan started shouting again, “Old Ancestor,...1