A corner of Yang Kai's Manor was teeming with people, absolutely abuzz with excitement.
The manor was packed to the brim, virtually everyone gathered in this spot. Even the Shenyou Realm experts had abandoned their meditation and cultivation, craning their necks to peer ahead, their faces alight with eager anticipation tinged with anxiety.
A little over a month ago, when the Cangyun Evil Ground launched their massive invasion, they had been terrified, desperate. Yang Kai had wanted to lead them away from this place, but ultimately, blocked by Ye Xinrou and the seven from Fengshen Hall, they had been forced to stay.
Everyone had been certain they were about to die. In the end, it was Meng Wuya who brought forth the Tianxing Palace, shielding everyone's safety and allowing them to breathe a sigh of relief.
But regarding the future, regarding their own path forward, they remained utterly lost—for in this vast world, beyond Yang Kai's Manor, they could not find a single safe haven.
Yet today, a little over a month later, these warriors were all beaming with excitement, joy radiating from every face. Every one of them brimmed with vigor, their futures and prospects filled with hope—nothing like the state they had been in a month ago.
Dozens of zhang ahead of where these people had gathered stood two enormous pools, filled to the brim with an unknown liquid. All manner of rare and precious medicinal herbs floated and sank within the pool waters, their herbal fragrance practically overflowing through the entire Yang Kai Manor—rich, fragrant, and upon drawing it in through one's nose, it felt as though one's mind were being enlightened, an indescribable sense of comfort.
At that moment, both pools were filled with people, apparently meditating and cultivating.
As their cultivation techniques circulated, wondrous forces were born within the pool water, cleansing these warriors' bodies and washing away the impurities within.
Beneath the pools, faint traces of formation patterns could just barely be seen. At that moment, these formations were emitting a faint glow. Under the formations' influence, the medicinal efficacy within the pool water was being constantly catalyzed and absorbed by the warriors.
From time to time, someone would break through their current realm, successfully reaching the next level.
Whenever this happened, the one who broke through would beam with excitement and joy. The surrounding crowd would erupt in successive cheers.
The entire war city seemed to show signs of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth growing slightly disordered, due to so many people within the manor breaking through one after another.
"Those pools created by that Miss Xia of Lingxiao Pavilion are said to be even more miraculous than the Yang Family's Dragon Transformation Pool. They truly have the effect of cleansing the meridians and purging the marrow. No matter how poor your aptitude, soak in them for a few days and all the impurities in your body will be driven out, letting our potential soar to the heavens." A thin young man said to the person beside him with barely contained excitement, his fists clenched tight as if venting the surging emotions within.
"It's not just hearsay—they truly are miraculous." His companion nodded firmly. "Have you ever seen this many people breaking through at once? I thought the Xuan Pills from the manor had already improved our aptitude enough, but I never expected we could push even further."
"The Yang Family's Dragon Transformation Pool—what a miraculous place! I heard that in the Yang Family, only those with both talent and who have made enormous contributions to the family are even qualified to enter it and gain some benefit. And even then, it's a treasure ground that Yang Family members fight tooth and nail to get into. But compared to our manor's, what does the Dragon Transformation Pool even count for? This is the real Dragon Transformation Pool!" The third person was equally enthusiastic, and caught up in his excitement, lost all restraint: "Did you hear? When the Young Master was little, he wanted to enter the Dragon Transformation Pool, but the Yang Family rejected him over and over. In my view, those Yang Family people are nothing but blind fools with tunnel vision. How dare they refuse someone as formidable as the Young Master."
"Don't talk about the Yang Family—it won't be good if someone overhears. No matter how unfairly the Yang Family treated the Young Master, he's still a member of the Yang Family. It's not our place to speak ill of them behind their backs."
"Right, right, right."
"Let's just focus on waiting to get into the Dragon Transformation Pool here. That Wu Tian from Yingyue Gate soaked for only three days and broke straight through from Zhenyuan Realm Stage Seven to the peak of the Zhenyuan Realm. Now he's in closed-door cultivation attempting to reach the Shenyou Realm. We can't fall behind him!"
"Heh heh, our Feiyu Pavilion is up in the next batch. I can't wait. Those idiots from Tianyuan City actually just left like that—not only did they die for nothing, but they also threw away such a golden opportunity." The speaker sneered maliciously, his face full of schadenfreude.
Liu Feisheng of Tianyuan City had led the Tianyuan City people away from Yang Kai's Manor before the Cangyun Evil Ground arrived, then quickly defected to Ye Xinrou's side. This had drawn considerable criticism from the manor's residents toward Tianyuan City.
However, under the combined assault of the Yinming Ghost King and the Juemie Poison King, the people from Tianyuan City had long since perished to the last.
All manner of discussions rang out ceaselessly among the crowd, every face and pair of eyes brimming with eager anticipation.
Yang Kai emerged from his secluded cultivation. After such a long period of seclusion, he had not succeeded in refining that Golden Ren Eye. Instead, he had come to feel it was not the spiritual secret treasure he had originally assumed it to be.
That Golden Ren Eye truly resembled a human or demon beast's eye.
Though he had failed to refine it, Yang Kai's Divine Sense had actually merged with it to a considerable degree. He simply did not yet know how to activate it for his own use.
Smelling the herbal fragrance permeating the manor, Yang Kai paused in surprise, turning to look around, but there was not a soul in sight.
He extended his Divine Sense and quickly detected the anomaly, then hurried toward where everyone had gathered.
"What happened?" When he arrived, Yang Kai assumed something major had occurred and immediately asked.
Hearing his voice, Qiu Yimeng, who was standing atop a high platform not far from the two pools, waved at him and called out sweetly, "Yang Kai, over here!"
Yang Kai leapt into the air and landed on the high platform, turning to survey the surroundings with a look of astonishment.
Everyone had gathered here. Beside them were two pools steeped in all manner of medicinal herbs, with people sitting in every inch of them. Yang Kai looked more closely and realized these people were all from the Blood Battle Gang.
On the high platform, beside Qiu Yimeng, the young generation's leaders all gazed at Yang Kai with expressions of gratitude.
"What's going on?" Yang Kai was completely bewildered.