needed to return to Qingzhou City like before to cultivate and replenish their healing pills. As long as they had enough spirit herbs, they could refine them on the spot. On Dongzhou Island, as long...Xiang Qingcheng's eyes were filled with endless melancholy. Her gaze was clear and sharp, yet unintentionally revealing a myriad of sorrows. 。ars of Xuan Huo rose between them, conjuring a sea of fire. The crimson Fire Sparrow spirit soared within this inferno. 。Wherever the fire spirit of Bái Yáng passes, flames rise without wind. 。Meanwh...