After a good while, the intense aura around the Black Dragon Saint finally subdued and vanished.
"Brother, thank you!" The Black Dragon Saint said earnestly.
"We're brothers, no need to be so formal." Zhang Xiaohao laughed.
"Alright, stop dawdling. The thousand-year-old turtle meat is already cooked. If you don't eat it soon, it'll get cold." Zhang Xiaohao called out.
With a wave of his right hand, he collected the Shennong Pill Fire.
"Hehe! Brother, then I won't be polite." The Black Dragon Saint chuckled.
Grabbing the wine jug, he took a hearty sip, and immediately picked up the chopsticks and bowl to eat.
One hour later.
Zhang Xiaohao and his companion were full.
"Let's go!" Zhang Xiaohao beckoned.
A flick of his fingers sent dozens of flames shooting from his palm, landing on the palaces of the Great Brightness Temple.
After finishing all this, his body flashed, stepping on the Twelve Heavenly Steps, heading towards Nanhua City.
Two days later.
