The Myriad Race Conference drew near so geniuses and older masters traveled to Chaos City. Demonic energies could be sensed everywhere and rightfully avoided.1

Dongfang Jingyue and Feng Feiyun sat inside a floating teahouse. The products here were special in that they helped with cultivation. This applied to pseudo-saints as well.0

They sat by a jade desk near the window and a gorgeous waitress brought them two cups of tea brimming with spirit energy.0

This was Zen Tea, an ancient type of alchemy medicine. One leaf required one million years of gestation. Each cup cost more than a billion spirit stones.0

Feiyun took a sip and felt a gentle energy coursing through his entire body. It was as if little dragons were flowing all around him,...0