"Forget it... I should first help Senior Moluo recover from his injuries and then consider the long-term plans," Chen Yuan thought to himself.
He estimated that he couldn't be transferred away in the short term, and could only take it step by step. Whether it was tracking down the remnants of the previous dynasty or smuggling exotic warhorses, everything had to proceed slowly.
However, Senior Moluo's situation could not be delayed, as it was quite urgent.
On the way from Wudang Mountain to Liangzhou City, Moluo had already dispensed with any mystery and told Chen Yuan the gist of the matter.
He was planning to make a trip deep into the Grassland!
Previously, he hadn't had this idea, but during the last time at Blood Lake, he had recovered quite a bit of his Primordial Spirit. If he could get a certain sacred artifact from the Barbarians Clan, he could fully restore his Primordial Spirit in a very short time.
