Mo Hua went to ask Elder Yu, "Elder, how much longer do we have to guard the spiritual mines?"
Elder Yu took a sip of wine, thought for a moment, and said, "No idea."
Mo Hua didn't quite understand.
Elder Yu explained, "At this current pace, the Qian Family will undoubtedly lose. That old bastard Qian Zhongxuan can't stir up much trouble. But this is a spiritual mine; the Qian Family likely won't take this lying down. They'll probably come up with something else."
Mo Hua nodded thoughtfully.
In the subsequent days, the Qian Family went quiet, with no major actions.
Until one morning just before dawn, in the midst of a hazy mist, a large group of cultivators of varying appearances entered Big Black Mountain and gathered beneath Nameless Peak to meet Elder Qian.
Only then did Qian Zhuang understand what Elder Qian meant by "even if it costs a fortune."
He had really spent a fortune, hiring a large group of late-stage Qi Refinement cultivators from outside Tongxian City.
