Mr. Yuan nodded. "Our deal is mostly complete now."
Just as Bai Yuan was about to ask more about the demon seed, the piercing sound of a gong echoed from the distance.
It was the signal to sound the retreat.
It seemed the battle between the Xuan Yang Court and the Demon Sect was over.
Mr. Yuan said, "You don't need to know too much. When the time is right, you'll understand everything naturally."
With that, he led Kuaidong away, deeper into the dense forest.
Bai Yuan stood where he was, his brow furrowed.
But he soon relaxed. 'Whatever schemes Mr. Yuan is plotting, these Cultivation Techniques seem genuine. There's no reason for me not to take them.'
He decisively shouldered the book satchel and walked back toward the army camp.
When he returned to the battlefield, Old Dong was supervising the soldiers as they cleared the area.
Old Dong looked on in confusion, seeing that Bai Yuan, who had left empty-handed, now had a book satchel.
