"I'm done with this!"
As night fell, Minzhou Prefecture became hazy under the moonlight, and the elder of Langya Mountain spoke angrily.
The night scenery was beautiful, but surviving on the northwest wind was not.
He had searched the entire day without finding anything, and one could imagine how terrible he felt inside at the moment.
As he finished speaking, an elder from the Qinglan Sect arrived, also complaining loudly.
He had never suffered like this before.
"I'm going back to the sect, you all can play by yourselves!"
It seemed like they had made an agreement; elders from the sect appeared one after another, even Ou Mingdong came along carrying a nearly decomposed corpse.
The Great Elder of Piaomiao City shook his head, seemingly helpless, "I have limited abilities. It seems the pills have nothing to do with me, and I can't find them."
