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As he took his leave, he paused, turned back, and said, ”Be careful recently, our gang has lost a lot of people in the mountains, and other forces might have some ideas. Anyway, you should always be careful when you go out.”

Having said that, he took off running in a cloud of dust.

Luo Chen sat there alone, stroking his chin, deep in thought.

...

Initially, Luo Chen had no concept of how great the Broken Mountain Gang’s losses were.

But as the following days passed and some cultivators of the gang gradually returned, he realized the extent of the losses.

Six hall masters had gone, and two had died – Luo Wudi and the newly appointed Zhang Shicong of the Mining Hall.

Neither of them had their bodies brought back.

Of the three main Battle Halls, aside from Zeng Wen who had brought back most of his men, Luo Wudi’s Hall suffered almost complete annihilation.

The other hall master, Yang Wei, also returned heavily injured.

Most of his men were also lost.

Surprisingly, Ke Yuelin, the Beast Hall master who was always alone, came back intact and reportedly had a rich harvest.

Additionally, over half of the cultivators from the Medicine Hall and Mining Hall who had ventured into the mountains were lost.

Especially the Mining Hall, after the array was closing, without the hall master’s guidance, the previously mined peculiar ores instead attracted many rogue cultivators’ covetous glances.

Normally, the Broken Mountain Gang was a large gang with many cultivators.

When grouped together, generally, no one dared to provoke them.

However, this time those rogue cultivators who dared to venture into the mountains were mostly quite powerful.

Local experts, frequent debaters at the Dao Debate Platform, and foreigners who had the guts to flaunt their powers.

Under the leadership of these masters, whoever shouted ”Foundation Establishment Spirit Object” could easily gather a crowd that would attack in a coordinated fashion.

With the large number of cultivators at the Mining Hall, they ironically became the target.

In reality, it wasn’t just the Broken Mountain Gang.

Even Xuan Yihui suffered heavy losses.

Being originally just an emerging gang, even with the support of five major Foundation Establishment Families, they were fundamentally weak.

Although the clan’s disciples were powerful, their numbers were lacking.

After a few hard confrontations with the Broken Mountain Gang, they began to back down.

Afterwards, during the outbreak of the beast tide and the escape process, they were constantly robbed by the daring rogue cultivators.

Thinking about walking along fine and then suddenly a mass of Flying Swords come flying over, Talismans dropping like rain, traps and arrays were everywhere, Luo Chen couldn’t help but feel relieved.

How good it is to stay home and refine pills!

To take walks around the city, visit shops, go to the black market to bid on fashionable special resources, and have a beautiful woman by his side to chat and consume Immortal Beans with.

Exercise at night, explore the wilderness and breathe some fresh air.

This is what a normal Immortal Cultivation life should be like, isn’t it!

Not like these cultivators, who know only killing and fighting all day, without any technical content at all.

Hmph, I’m too good for that!

”By the way, where’s my Brother Wang?”

The little brother reporting the situation shrugs his shoulders.

”I have no idea!”

...

Wang Yuan had disappeared.

When the cultivators of the Broken Mountain Gang returned to the market with expressions of loss, sadness, fear, as well as excitement, joy, and intensity, Luo Chen made a startling discovery.

Wang Yuan still hadn’t returned.

He was well aware that the Jiao Hall had also participated in the dispute over the ruins.

But those cultivators from the Jiao Hall had already returned in twos and threes, yet there was still no sign of Wang Yuan.

Oddly, Luo Chen felt a twinge of unease in his heart.

Wang Yuan was one of his few good friends, a comrade whom he could trust with his life.

If anything bad happened to him, Luo Chen would not just feel terrible—he was certain that his rise in the ranks of the Broken Mountain Gang would also suffer a major blow.

However, Luo Chen’s concern dissipated three days later.

During the quiet of the night, Luo Chen walked out of the Pill Room alone, a smile playing on his face.

After several failures, he had successfully made a batch of Blood Ignition Pills.

His proficiency had also reached [20/100].