Forming a Fake Pill meant there was no possibility of further advancement in this life, forever stuck at that realm, just like Xiahou Hong.
Forming a True Pill was, of course, far better.
'Even if it's just a Lower Grade True Pill, she'll still be able to continue on her cultivation path.'
Li Chang'an thought silently, his gaze fixed on the depths of the Mo Clan Territory.
At this moment, the entire Mo Clan gradually fell silent, leaving only the sound of the howling wind and snow.
Anxiety filled the hearts of the many Mo Clan Members, but they didn't make a sound, every one of them staring nervously toward Mo Qingxue's place of seclusion.
That aura grew stronger and stronger, like a majestic mountain pressing down upon the entire Mo Clan Territory.
「Before long.」
A figure flew out from the depths of the clan territory and hovered in mid-air. Her head of snow-white hair billowed in the blizzard, and her body radiated an icy aura.
It was Mo Qingxue!
