Another half-month went by.
Spring rain is as precious as oil. A few light showers were enough to bring patches of new life to the mountains and wilds.
However, this storm was particularly heavy. A vast, heavy mist descended, and Thunder Pythons could be seen weaving through the clouds.
The number of Tribulation Cultivator True Masters in the Market had settled at eleven, with an even greater number of Foundation Establishment Major Cultivators. The Golden Core True Masters were mostly lone wolves who kept to themselves, while the Foundation Establishment Cultivators had largely chosen to form alliances.
However, with so many of them now, none of the Tribulation Cultivators dared to make a move, worried they might just be doing the heavy lifting for someone else.
But a large number of Meng Clan Members had also arrived to provide support, just in case.
