The First Heir

The two continued to walk into the depths of the passage.

“I forgot to ask Bamboo Shoot if it has a map of this place,” Hiram said in annoyance.

Philip just thought of it too. If they had a map, it would be much easier to explore. It would be much better than walking around like a headless chicken.

“Listen…” After walking for a while, Philip suddenly stopped and said to Hiram.

“Listen to what?”

Hiram listened for a while before he asked blankly.

Philip had forgotten that Hiram was not a wind element practitioner. Philip followed the wind and heard some noisy human voices from one direction. He led Hiram to the source of the sound.

After passing through several forked intersections, the two finally found the source of the sound.

black hooded trench coats with crescent moon symbols of different colors were standing by a pool and queuing up for

not to alert them and shrouded both of them with his mental strength to guard against other people’s detection. The two leaned close to the passage walls and listened

that this spring water was stone fluid that had absorbed the essence of heaven and earth a thousand years old. Drinking a bowl was said to

of these people was

could take the stone fluid up to the size of a teacup, people with blue crescents could take a ladleful, while those with red crescents could take a bucket and put it

a rough count, there were 78 people with white crescents and about 40 with blue crescents. As for the

man sat cross-legged, and

crescent said something to

tips on being promoted to blue

promoted? Just give the lord something and I guarantee you’ll shoot up like a rocket,” the blue crescent

two were six-star

used his rules of space to imprison the

transmit sound. The faces of the two men slowly flushed red and hit the space wall in despair when they saw the two suddenly appearing