Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 467: Five Poisons Turn Cold, Zhonghe Attacks (Two in One)

Seeing Zhong He frowning and looking troubled, Fan Chen asked in confusion.

"Master, what's wrong with the secret filming at Xiaoyuanling?

With Master's cultivation level, among those who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage, is there any cultivator who can hinder Master's success?"

Zhong He put down the pale bone tablet in his hand.

"Chen'er, I don't care about this secret photo shoot.

What I care about is the one who can refine a quasi-third-level poison master..."

Zhong He felt depressed.

He had already asked the sect's fake Dan Zhenren and the second-level top-grade great talisman master to take action.

The top-grade magic weapon Yuanyang Cold-avoiding Pearl and the second-grade top-grade Spring Warming Talisman are now in hand.

After that, you just need to exchange it for the second-grade top-grade Five-Sakura Cold-Removing Ointment from Fang Yi in Qingzhi Tower.

With the three treasures in hand, he holds the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword. Who in the Hanling Secret Realm can stop him from obtaining the spiritual object for forming a pill?

As for the fake Dan monster from Fengling Fairy City taking action?
Zhong He looked on with disdain.

He is not a wandering cultivator without any sect or school, so he has to be cautious when he gets an opportunity.

The torch has been passed down on Xuanyang Mountain for thousands of years, and it is revered as the number one sect in the Dayun immortal cultivation world.

But it didn't fall from the sky, but was forged with the blood of the Jindan Zhenren and Zhuji Masters of all generations.

Sensing the twelve magical prohibitions in the Dantian Qi Sea, they were connected to each other and were about to merge into the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword.

Zhong He felt sad.

Sword cultivators are good at fighting on the front line, holding the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword which seems to be turning into a quasi-magic weapon.

Even if the fake Dan Zhenren takes action, he is still capable of fighting.

pity……

There are complications!

The quasi-third-level cold-relieving elixir in the Xiaoyuanling dark market is enough to significantly wipe out the gap between Chi Hai, Bai Lu, Hong Zhuang and other dan seeds and Zhong He.

"Zheng!"

The sword rang loudly, and a murderous intent flashed in Zhong He's eyes.

He would rather not have such elixir than give the foundation-building masters from various sects the opportunity to compete with him.

"Fan Chen, come with me to Xiaoyuanling...

I want to see what methods this old monster who held the secret photo shoot has..."

……

"impossible!"

In the Immortal City, the Bishui Pavilion is located

The fair-skinned Master Xuanzhi wore a robe made of herbs and carried a medicine basket woven from spiritual vines on his back.

Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold jade hairpin in her hair exuded a cool feeling, suppressing the heat in her heart.

Master Xuanzhi persuaded softly.

“Senior Sister Bai Lu, I have been practicing the [Blue Sea and Green Vine Sutra] since I was young, and now I am a second-level, top-grade spiritual doctor.

I have also seen the Five-Sakura Cold-Removing Ointment made by the great poison master in Xiaoyuanling.

The poison master and the spiritual doctor are two sides of the same coin...but in the end, the spiritual doctor is better at dispelling the cold poison..."

"What does Junior Sister Xuanzhi mean?"

Master Bai Lu was wearing a moon-white robe, with long hair draped over his shoulders, looking a bit simple and elegant.

She was a little confused, but she just asked her fellow junior sister to look at Xiao Yuanling's invitation letter.

Why such a big reaction?
"Senior sister, you don't understand."

Master Xuanzhi felt helpless.

"In the way of spiritual medicine, a difference of one level can make a world of difference. What's more, the difference between quasi-third level and second level?
If it is Fang Yi from Qingzhi Tower, after a few years, it is said that his spiritual medical skills have reached the quasi-third level.

There’s still some possibility…”

"The poison master who follows Xiao Yuanling's rules?
Is he worthy?"

Master Xuanzhi showed disdain on his face.

As someone who practices spiritual medicine, she knows how difficult it is to break through to the quasi-third level...

Warm, cold, disease, nourishment...

Medicinal properties of plants...

The Five Elements...

Which one can be easily solved...

"Senior Sister Bai Lu, there must be something fishy going on here!"

"..."

"..."

Master Bai Lu pondered for a moment.

"Thank you for reminding me, Junior Sister, but I have to go to this Xiaoyuanling auction..."

"Senior sister!"

Master Xuanzhi looked anxious.

She and Master Bai Lu have known each other for many years. They helped each other in Bishui Pavilion and had a deep friendship and shared interests.

Regardless of personal friendship or the interests of both of them, Master Xuanzhi really does not want Master Bailu to fall into danger.

"Junior Sister Xuanzhi, there's no need to persuade me..."

Master Bai Lu had a dazed look on his face, as if looking through a forbidden spell at Zhong He, who was wielding a sword and possessing a high aura in the Examination Pavilion.

"Junior sister, the cold-relieving elixir involves a great opportunity in the Cold Spirit Secret Realm.

I won’t go to the secret photo shoot...but how can Zhong He from Xuanyang Mountain not go?
There is already a big gap between Zhong He and me. If he gets a quasi-third-level elixir.

How could I possibly get the chance to form a pill in the Hanling Secret Realm?"

"Senior Sister, it's almost impossible for that poison master in Xiaoyuanling to refine a quasi-third-level elixir..."

"I actually hope that the story about Xiaoyuanling's secret auction selling quasi-third-level spiritual medicines is true..."

Master Bailu interrupted Master Xuanzhi.

She felt a little emotional.

Xuanyang Mountain is indeed the foremost sect in the Dayun Immortal Cultivation World, both in terms of righteousness and evil, and it has produced many talented cultivators...

"Junior Sister Xuanzhi, only when a quasi-third-level elixir appears and new variables are introduced into the secret realm, can I have a glimpse of the opportunity to form a pill.

Otherwise, with the fighting power displayed by Zhong He, I wouldn't have even a 10% chance of winning."

Seeing that Master Xuanzhi seemed to be hesitant to speak, Master Bailu chuckled.

“Junior sister, please don’t try to persuade me. If I miss this opportunity in the Hanling Secret Realm,

After this, Senior Sister may no longer have the chance to condense the Golden Core..."

"Sister..."

Upon seeing this, Master Xuanzhi stopped trying to persuade him.

When it comes to the path of cultivation and the opportunity to condense the elixir, it is not something that others can talk about.

After pondering for a moment, Master Xuanzhi took out a green rattan magic weapon.

She spoke earnestly.

"Since that's the case, Junior Sister will go with Senior Sister Bai Lu...

Let’s see what this old monster in Xiaoyuanling is holding back…”

……

As Fang Yi's disciples, they sent out one bone jade slip after another.

In Fengling Fairy City, there is a faint sense of impending storm.

Xuanyang Mountain Bell Crane...

The egrets and black ganoderma of Bishui Pavilion...

The Hehuan Sect's Master Hongzhuang and Master Chunyue...

Chen Zhan of Tiandaowu... the Red Skeleton of the White Bone Sect...

Xia Zhengxuan and Xia Zhengbai from Fengling Immortal City, as well as their subordinates and fellow disciples...

There are already more than ten great monks in the late foundation-building stage, each with his own plans.

I want to go to this secret auction where the quasi-third-level spiritual medicine can be used as the finale.

……

Xiaoyuanling.

White Bone Cave.

The Five Poison Cauldron was surrounded by a gray miasma, and the spiritual liquid in the cauldron was gurgling and rolling.

Fang Yi sat cross-legged, ignoring the disturbances of the people who were trying to form the Dan seeds in Fengling Immortal City.

The magic power changed at his fingertips.

Purple scorpion joints, blood toad venom, snake bones...all the poisonous spiritual objects collected by Xiaoyuanling over the years were taken out by him.

Fang Yi pointed his finger, and the banner of the withered and flourishing world fluttered behind him.

The rich vitality of plants and trees gathers together, and the green light is overflowing.

In the gloomy cave, a green grass used to tame spiritual animals sprouted and grew, bringing a touch of green.

Afterwards, under the erosion of the thick yin energy in the cave, the green grass quickly withered.

But one green grass withered, and then two or three more green grasses sprouted.

In just a dozen breaths, the grass was lush and green, forming a continuous patch of grass.

Fang Yi's face was solemn, the aroma of medicine was lingering, the [Life and Death Sutra] was running, and his Qi was connected with the green grass.

Refining a quasi-third-level spiritual medicine at the middle stage of foundation building is a huge test for him, even with the accumulation of experience from his previous life.

Fortunately, Xiaoyuanling is now the first dark market in Fenglingxian City.

He devoured all kinds of poisonous substances, accumulated a lot over the years, and then traded some of them with familiar monks.

Finally, I collected three elixirs to make the Five Poisons and Cold Beads.

His eyes swept over the green grass, which had tender branches and leaves but contained a tenacious vitality. It was barely able to maintain its vitality under the influence of the yin energy in the cave.

Fang Yi shook his head slightly.

"It's still a little short. It's already difficult to refine a quasi-third-level Five Poisons Cold Pearl.

But it cannot be refined under such circumstances..."

As his mind moved, many spiritual plants in the withered and flourishing small cave swayed, and spiritual seeds of various colors flew out from the banner.

Stone moss, long-root grass, ox tongue root... one by one, the spiritual seeds fell into the brown soil.

Fang Yi pinched his fingers together, and the vitality of the plants and trees gathered, and the spiritual light of water and trees flowed.

Small cloud and rain technique.

Water vapor rose and turned into clouds. The clouds became heavier and heavier, and finally turned into a drizzle of spiritual rain that fell.

The stone moss, long-root grass, ox tongue root... and many other spiritual herbs selected by Fang Yi are all first-grade low-quality spiritual plants.

Nourished by the nearly perfect light cloud and rain technique, it took root, sprouted, and its branches and leaves unfolded.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a lush green area.

"It's still not enough to use it to perform the Qi-borrowing technique and assist in brewing the elixir..."

Fang Yi shook his head slightly, then slapped his storage bag, and a bowl filled with earth spiritual power appeared.

The bowl contains first-grade, medium-quality black dust soil.

He grabbed a handful of black dust and sprinkled it among the many spiritual herbs.

Immediately, he pinched his fingers and shot out a green light and a brown light at the same time.

Spiritual Plant Secret Technique: Small Fertilizer Technique

The Secret Technique of Mu Dao: Xiaoyimu Divine Light...

After a while.

The rich spiritual power of Wu Earth and the nourishing power gather together.

Many spiritual plants took root and sprouted, and in a few breaths, they had grown thicker.

Seeing this, Fang Yi nodded in satisfaction.

Immediately, the [Life and Death Flourishing and Withering Sutra] was activated, and the magic power turned from flourishing to withering, and a stream of decaying energy emanated from his limbs and bones.

Wisps of dim yellow spiritual light gathered together and finally turned into a small ray of decayed divine light that fell down.

A few breaths.

Even spiritual herbs such as rock moss, long-root grass, ox tongue root... have strong vitality.

But under the sweep of the small corrupt divine light, they all withered.

The gray aura of decaying grass and trees spread out, colliding with the vitality of the grass and trees in the cave.

Then seven days later.

This was repeated over and over again in the White Bone Cave.

Sow spiritual seeds, gather vitality, enrich the earth's energy, and then make the tenacious plants of divine power wither...

Small Cloud Rain Technique...

Little Yimu Divine Light...

Small Decaying Divine Light...

One secret technique after another was activated.

The aura of withering and flourishing in the cave is becoming increasingly dense, and it seems to be turning into layers of spiritual clouds.

Seeing the blue-gray spiritual clouds continuously accumulating, Fang Yi stretched out his hand and brushed it away, getting some of the aura on him.

"Well, this amount of withering and flourishing energy is enough..."

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and the Ruins Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner moved without wind, and runes flowed and jumped.

"Buzz!"

Fang Yi's slender hands kept changing like butterflies flying through flowers.

"Secret Technique: Withering and Flourishing Polar Realm..."

The blue and gray spiritual light flowed, and under the guidance of the Withering and Flourishing Banner, it turned into a Withering and Flourishing Banner Tai Chi diagram, and the Yin-Yang fish kept rotating.

Fang Yi's Qi collided and rubbed against the Qi accumulated in the cave.

The evolution of the four seasons and the changes of grass and trees.

It eventually turned into a field somewhat similar to the innate spiritual land.

Then his own Qi was revived, his magic power flowed smoothly, his mind was clear and his eyes were bright, Fang Yi was very satisfied.

"In this way, the possibility of refining the Five Poisons Transforming Cold Pearl will increase by another 20%..."

In the world of immortal cultivation, apart from their cultivation, magic tools, and wealth,
The location is also very important.

For example, when a water-type dragon beast is in a river, lake, or sea, or an area with rich water spiritual energy, its combat power will be slightly improved.

Fire attribute monsters will have their combat power boosted in deserts and volcanic craters...

The impoverished cultivators were full of fighting spirit while guarding their own spiritual land.

Even the poisonous beasts in the Hanling Secret Realm.

It is also because of the ice spirit power accumulated in the secret realm over the years that the difficulty of the fight has increased sharply.

In ancient times, there were powerful monks who took this as a basis, summarized the secret methods, and opened up a new path.

It is called the Earthly Immortal Method, or the Method of the Blessed Land of the Cave Heaven...

The monks opened up spiritual lands, created blessed lands, and performed cave heavens, and eventually the whole sect ascended to heaven. Although Fang Yi did not have the orthodox inheritance of the blessed land method of earth immortals.

However, the secret method of the two polar regions of withering and flourishing recorded in the [Scripture of Life and Death] also involves the method of the blessed land.

Once successfully performed, it will draw upon the power of the two polar regions of withering and flourishing.

It is enough to elevate Fang Yi's energy and state to the peak, greatly improving the possibility of refining spiritual medicine.

Fang Yi pointed his finger.

The withered and flourishing true fire was beating, and one by one the second-level poisonous spiritual objects were wrapped by it and transformed into spiritual liquids of various colors.

Then the true fire changed from withering to flourishing, and blue and gray spiritual light flowed.

Every time the Qi of the medicine changes, the amount of liquid medicine decreases, but a lot of impurities of various colors are precipitated.

The quasi-third-level spiritual medicine is the basis for all subsequent plans in the Hanling Secret Realm.

Fang Yi would never allow any accident to happen to the Five Poisons Cold Pearl.

"rise!"

With a light sigh, surging magic power poured into the Five Poison Cauldron like a tide.

"Buzz!"

The ancient blue-gray cauldron rotated, and strange runes danced.

The shadows of the gold-swallowing toad, the two-tailed spirit scorpion, the red-flame golden centipede, and the black-armored black spider, and the blue-gray Five Poison Cauldron were sacrificed.

"Buzz!"

The ancient bronze tripod shook.

The ancient Five Poison Cauldron slowly rotated, and in the five-colored mist, the shadow of the spiritual insect emerged.

"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!"

One after another, spiritual insects leaped out from the cauldron, turning into a swarm of black insects, continuously pouring the spiritual liquid in the cauldron into it.

"boom!"

The spiritual liquid rolled and condensed continuously, and finally turned into a black gem the size of a thumb.

The orb is covered with strange insect patterns of the five poisonous insects, including the gold-devouring toad, the two-tailed spiritual scorpion, the red-flame golden centipede, the black-armored black spider...

A fishy and sweet smell spread out, and all the remaining spiritual trees in the White Bone Cave were poisoned to death, and their branches, leaves and roots withered instantly.

A gentle breeze blew, and a fishy and sweet aroma slowly came towards Fang Yi.

"Crash..."

Ling Sang's embroidered robe rustled in the wind, and a green light curtain appeared, blocking the fishy and sweet air.

Looking at the many spiritual creatures in the cave that were poisoned to death.

Fang Yi's face turned bitter, and he waved his hand to take the thumb-sized gem that exuded poison into his hand.

His spiritual sense probed into it, and after a while he shook his head slightly, feeling somewhat helpless.

"In my previous life, I refined spiritual poisons, and my experience was also in the field of spiritual poisons...

I've become so proficient in this that it becomes an instinctive reaction.

This Five Poisons Transformed into Cold Pearl has now become a second-grade, top-grade Five Poisons Pearl...

The spiritual medicine turned into spiritual poison, this is really..."

Fang Yi took out a high-quality spirit-sealing talisman engraved with many spiritual patterns.

After a lot of effort, he finally put away the Five Poison Pearls.

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the scene of refining the elixir, wondering which step was wrong in timing.

When brewing the Five Poisons to Transform Cold Pearls, you need to know when to add the poisonous ingredients and when to activate the spell to balance the poisonous power.

Fang Yi suddenly opened his eyes and the spells in his hands changed rapidly.

One day later.

Five-colored mists flow, and a faint medicinal fragrance wafts to the face. The five poisons restrain each other and turn poison into medicine.

"Buzz!"

The Five Poison Cauldron vibrated, and a gem with five-colored spiritual light flew in front of Fang Yi.

He patted the storage bag.

A jade goblet magic weapon was raised, and under the seal of a series of magic prohibitions, a dark poisonous flow circulated.

This is the quasi-third-level Nether Snake Poison that Fang Yi intercepted from the bell crane and then strengthened with the flesh and blood of many monsters and cultivators.

"open!"

Fang Yi's hands, with their distinct joints, cast a continuous stream of spells.

Carefully controlling the poisonous fog, a wisp of it leaked out.

The Jade Jue's magic ban circulated, sealing the rolling poisonous fog once again.

"Fuck!"

A wisp of black poisonous mist fell on the Five Poisons Cold Pearl, five-colored spiritual light flowed, and insects chirped.

An hour later.

The sound of insects crawling dissipated, and the wisp of black poisonous mist was completely wiped out.

"It seems that this Five Poisons Cold Pearl can dissolve the poison of the Nether Snake...

that is……"

Looking at the Five Poisons Cold Bead which was only the size of a soybean, Fang Yi shook his head slightly.

"The second-grade, top-grade Five Poisons Cold Bead has some effect, but its quality is still too low...

And it takes too long.

If the Five Poisons were activated to transform into cold beads during the fight, I'm afraid the cold poison has not been eliminated yet.

It has already become meat in the monster's mouth and meal on its plate."

Fang Yi took out a jade bottle and put away the soybean-sized Five Poisons Cold Bead.

Then, he looked at the many second-level poisonous materials floating in the air.

"Even with the help of the top-grade magical weapon Five Poisons, and the secret technique: Withering and Flourishing Polar Domains, I can refine a quasi-third-level elixir, but it's still a little short..."

This is the last piece of material..."

Fang Yi shook his head slightly.

"If the refining fails, it will take another three to five years..."

……

One month later.

In Xiaoyuanling Market, hundreds of monks stood in twos and threes in front of the dark market.

"Ga! Ga! Ga!"

Gray-feathered crows spread their wings and flew.

Several bronze soul lamps fell on the stone archway in front of Xiaoyuan Dark Market.

There is a soul of a foundation-building cultivator in each lamp, which is being roasted by the faint Yin fire. The soul and body are hideous and screaming continuously.

People were coming and going in front of the archway, some riding spirit beasts, some holding magic swords. Many of the monks had a murderous aura around them, and they were not ordinary people.

But in front of the thin black soul, everyone had a fawning look on their faces, without any of their previous murderous and robbing behavior.

Master Black Soul bowed and spoke.

“My fellow Taoists, courtesy!
In the next month, my Xiaoyuanling will hold a secret auction. If you don’t have the foundation to cultivate.

Please disperse on your own to avoid unnecessary disasters..."

"Unforeseen disaster?"

"What is the cultivation level of a Foundation Establishment Master?"

The monks passing by looked at each other in confusion.

In the past, only people who had reached the foundation-building stage could participate in the secret auctions held in Xiaoyuanling.

However, Qi-cultivating monks can also participate in ordinary market transactions.

A burly monk in tight clothes looked at the steaming blood jar in his hand.

He gritted his teeth and began to ask.

"Master Black Soul, could you please tell me the reason?

This soul blood of mine, which was just brewed by a Qi-cultivating cultivator, has a limited time to be consumed.

If we miss a month, the effectiveness of this soul blood will be greatly reduced, and the loss will be too great..."

An old man with a mustache also spoke.

“I wonder if the Master can give us, the young Qi cultivators, a chance.

Secret photo shoots are rare, and we are looking for an opportunity..."

Master Black Soul narrowed his eyes and looked deeply at the old man with a mustache.

"This is the order of my master, the Yin Bone Patriarch. If you are unwilling, I, Xiao Yuanling, will not force you...

But, by then, your life and death will be your own responsibility..."

Master Black Soul paused.

"Among the cultivators invited this time, I know that there are several who have reached the stage of Jindan seeds."

With a flick of his sleeves, the black soul turned and left.

"Fellow Daoists, please take care of yourself..."

……

"Danjie seeds?"

There was a moment of silence in front of the Xiaoyuanling Archway, and then it became noisy.

"Gulu..."

Countless monks swallowed their saliva in secret.

"That's a Dan-forming seed!"

"The top group of people in Dayun's immortal cultivation world.

Although Xiaoyuanling is the most advanced dark market in Fengling Immortal City, what can it do to attract those bigwigs?"

"Let's go! Let's go!"

"Whatever it is, it's beyond our reach..."

"Hey, Master Foundation Establishment?

When did having a lifespan of four hundred years become the minimum threshold for entry?

Most of the cultivators in Xiaoyuanling are robbery cultivators who live on the edge of a knife and demon cultivators who kill people like crazy.

I know best that the strong prey on the weak, life is precious, and the body is very flexible.

in a blink.

Half of the monks have already scattered like birds and beasts.

The remaining monks also sold the spiritual objects in their hands that could not be preserved for a long time at low prices and left quickly.

……

The next day.

White Bone Cave.

The Five Poison Cauldron was turning slowly. Fang Yi's face was tense, and drops of sweat the size of soybeans kept sliding down from his temples.

"The five poisons transform harm into benefit!"

He slapped it down with one palm.

The ancient blue-gray cauldron vibrated, and a five-colored gem the size of a longan flew out of the cauldron, shrouded in mist.

Fang Yi stretched out his hand and took the Five Poisons Cold Pearl into his hand.

Divine consciousness penetrates into it.

After a while.

He exhaled, a look of delight on his face, and carefully put the orb away.

"I've barely reached the quasi-third level. Although it can't be compared with my previous life, it's enough to deal with quasi-third level poisonous beasts..."

Fang Yi's eyes were deep as he glanced outside Xiaoyuanling.

"Everything is ready, only the east wind is lacking..."

……

Three days later.

A sword sounded whistling.

"Zheng!"

A cultivator was wearing black armor covering his face, his clothes fluttering in the wind, his figure was hazy, but his aura was extremely powerful.

He pointed his finger, and the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword came down.

“Let me see what this Xiaoyuanling has to offer.

A quasi-third-level elixir has appeared, ruining my plans!"

"disease!"

The cold light of the Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword flowed, turning into a golden light and slashing towards the Xiaoyuanling market.

"Xuanyang Mountain Zhong He? As expected, he was the first to make a move and test the waters..."

It seems that when Fan Chen returned to Xuanyang Mountain last time, he got a lot of cold-relieving treasures...'

Fang Yi had a withered face and was wearing a white bone robe as he took a step forward.

"Fellow Daoist, which side is it that wants to embarrass my Xiao Yuanling?"

A hoarse voice echoed.

Above the market town, Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back.

He was wearing a gray-white robe, which had the appearance of a ferocious evil spirit, and was surrounded by a sinister aura, making rustling sounds.

The overflowing Yin energy surged like a tide, and a dull oppressive force filled the void.

"Yin Bone Monster!"

Zhong He narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about the information collected in the Examination Pavilion.

"Old man, let me test your skills.

But, this energy seems to be a little off?"

Fang Yi's cloudy eyes turned.

Although he looked old and it was rumored that his life span was nearing the end, he was still surrounded by corpse aura, which was gloomy and terrifying.

"Oh, you know that Xiaoyuanling is my property, yet you still dare to take action?"

The five withered fingers were dotted with phosphorescent light, and the corpse energy accumulated in the Ruins Realm's Withered and Flourishing Banner gushed out, transforming into a large gray-black hand.

The Yin Corpse's Big Handprint!
Nine consecutive Yin Corpse handprints were made, and the handprints were extremely flexible.

Either shoot or capture...

Either chop or cut...

"boom!"

The Gengjin Soul-Slaying Sword made a sound and was knocked away by a series of large handprints.

"Such exquisite mana control..."

Zhong He waved his sleeves and admired in his heart.

"But that's not enough!"

……

(End of this chapter)