In the next several days, Li Qiye wasn’t in a rush unlike everyone else. People kept on rushing and running across his path. They wanted nothing more than to be the first there in order to seize the blood ginseng.

“Upper Faction’s Chen Clan, Sacred Institution's Beijing, and Chu Camp’s Chu Qingling.” Shengping took note of these people and murmured: “The three great powers in Insane Court are all here, just not the Wang Clan. Is this really a trillion-year-old ginseng?” 

“If there is such a thing, it wouldn’t be their turn to have it. Nothing is that easy in this world.” Li Qiye chuckled.

“Young Noble, why are you heading...