Dong Tian Mu

For the past week, Liang has enjoyed a leisurely retreat. Abandoning both cultivation and planning, he has spent his days indulging in fine food and drink while basking in the tranquility of the surrounding scenery.

Only one person has been a regular visitor to this serene haven — none other than Elder Hue.

"Elder Hue, how is everything progressing?" Liang inquired nonchalantly, as he casually plucked and savored a bunch of spiritual grapes.

Elder Hue's eyes twinkled with satisfaction and responded warmly. "Brother Liang, things are going better than you can imagine."

Liang nodded, his expression one of mild expectation. "How many remain?"

Elder Hue's eyes flickered with thoughtful consideration. "Only the most critical ones."

A moment of contemplative silence passed between them. Liang finally reached into the depths of his robes, retrieving a space ring, which he handed to Elder Hue.