Qingdu Mountain.
Li Ximing rarely left the courtyard, standing on the azure altar alongside Li Xijun. He still didn't dare to face his father, Li Yuanping, so he cast his gaze downward and kept silent.
Li Yuanjiao slaughtered two demonic beasts with a jade knife and waited quietly until the aura of both brothers surged. They sat down cross-legged in unison, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.
After all, the Immortal Mirror Talismans were choosy; if they did not bestow Talisman Qi, the two Foundation Establishment demonic beasts would've been wasted. There were still about ten Talisman Pills left at home—more than enough.
