After almost a month, Xiang Ziyue returned to Midmorning City. The Hidden Fog Sect naturally had their own businesses in such a large regional city. Once he arrived, he didn’t rest for long before he gave an order, “Immediately contact Sky Declaring Pavilion and request a meeting with Mister Ning Qin. Remember to be careful and do not show any disrespect!”

This matter was related to the evolution of the dark star ice serpent, the highest level secret of the Hidden Fog Sect. Besides the high level figures of the sect, only a few other people knew about it. The manager in charge of their Midmorning City industries was surprised, but he didn’t dare to reveal anything. He said, “Yes, I shall immediately handle this.”

Watching the person leave, Xiang Ziyue’s frown still didn’t relax. There was still a period of time before the deadline of a month was reached. He feared that the grandmaster would be unhappy.

If his audience today was refused, he could only start preparing other plans. Before he came, he had already been granted permission by the sect to offer more in order to obtain the ash line grass ahead of time.

He hoped things would be completed smoothly. He didn’t want to disappoint...