Another day of the rainy season, drizzling rain shrouded the port.
The rainwater sizzled as it hit the ground, its terrifying corrosive nature evident.
The shops of Four Seas and Qing Mountain were packed with people, and loose cultivators seeking shelter from the rain were scattered along the streets, evidently wary of ambushes by pill cultivators.
The alchemy competition was no longer a secret.
More than half a year had passed, and not a single pill cultivator managed to break through to the Thirty Years Old Stage.
Desperate, the pill cultivators had begun attempting to ambush loose cultivators outside the rainy season; otherwise, they stood no chance of gathering enough medicinal power to ascend.
The Four Seas Artifact Refining Shop had timely issued a notice of purchasing pill cultivators' corpses, enticing some of the loose cultivators, indirectly compressing the living space of the pill cultivators even further.
