"Not bad, not bad at all."
"The heirs of the Immortal Thief, for now, they won't find this place."
"With my Life Chart, cover the celestial celebration, allow the 'Red Snow Thousand Hills' to be quietly forged."
"After it's forged, the Immortal Sword will have a spirit, it can secretly fly away, hide away, just wait for the Celestial Palace Inheritor to be born."
"Not bad, not bad at all."
Hu Shanjiu muttered on and on, his expression dazed.
"This is a perfect plan."
"Without the celestial celebration, Yangpeng Lake won't take action."
"West State won't suffer, the West State Boss doesn't need to forcefully come out."
"Once the sword is forged, West State can temporarily stabilize."
"Just need, just need... I..."
He approached the tree roots, seeing between several root systems, grew long and thorny vines, stabbing upwards! Bright red, the length of a forearm, straight and sharp!
These thorns were reserved for the 'Dark Water Bulrush' position.
