Duyun Mountain's terrain was treacherous yet graceful. A ray of sunlight slowly pierced into the mountains, illuminating a vast, golden sea of clouds.
Wang Chong looked at Tang Long and the others, his expression serious as he said, "You lot, don't forget about the Spirit Medicine planted on the back mountain tonight, you hear?"
Tang Long swallowed and said cautiously, "Brother Chong, that Spirit Medicine belongs to the Vice Director..."
"SMACK!" Wang Chong slapped him across the face and roared, "Just go when I tell you to! Enough with the damn nonsense! I'm about to break through to the Refining Essence Realm. How could the distributed cultivation resources possibly be enough? All of your resources, plus the ones skimmed from Wen Qingye and his group, aren't even enough for me to cultivate for a month!"
Tang Long's cheek swelled up high. The new Inner Courtyard students standing beside him all lowered their heads, trembling with fear.
