Chaos Rises Again

Early in the morning, everyone in Peace County woke up at sunrise. 

Smoke rose in spirals. The hawkers set up their stalls, and the old farmers carried hoes and walked into the fields. 

In his small courtyard, Jiang Ming withdrew his fist and stood still. His fist clenched and loosened, and a strange look flashed in his eyes. 

"These mutated medicinal herbs are something else!" In just two days, Jiang Ming had taken a few pieces of mutated golden ginseng and felt that his body had changed a lot. His blood Qi was more condensed and vigorous. It was as if he were evolving. 

"However, I probably won't have the chance to attack again."