Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 523: Third-order Spirit Seed, Transaction Completed (Three-in-One)

"Buzz!"

The emerald green spiritual river evolved from the Medical Pure Yuan Method, with its twists and turns, constantly cleanses the blood essences of hundreds of beasts in Yan Youtai's body.

Feeling the vitality constantly recovering in his limbs and bones, Yan Youtai's expression changed several times, his lips moved slightly, but he did not speak in the end.

The matter of [Guiyuan Blood Wine] involves many things, including the most brutal blood sacrifice method of the demonic path. Once it is exposed, there will be endless troubles.

Even he could only keep the matter of brewing blood wine secret and could not make it public.

"Never mind. I'll consume the blood wine after the secret technique is complete. It's just a foundation-building wine ingredient."

'Do you still want to continue activating the blood sacrifice?

impossible!'

Fang Yi took a quick look and knew what Yan Youtai wanted to do.

His eyes were filled with a deep and profound light. The blood of the monsters in Dadu Ancient City was involved in the ritual of the underworld corpse Chiyin.
The bones and flesh of monsters can also be used to refine spirit puppets. He absolutely does not want to have Yan Youtai, a quasi-third-level fortune teller, as a competitor to compete for their essence and blood.

'Completely dissolve the essence and blood!'

Fang Yi's eyes focused, the magic formula at his fingertips changed, the vitality of the plants gathered, and the emerald green spiritual river gradually turned into blood color under the washing.

The sun rises in the east and the silver moon sets in the west. In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

In the Xuanji Cave, the delicate green lotus flowers gradually withered.

Fang Yi's face was pale, as if his energy was low and his vitality was damaged.

As he waved his sleeves, he slowly withdrew his magic power.

"Brother Yan, I'm glad I fulfilled your mission! I haven't let you down.

For everything else, Senior Brother can ask other spiritual doctors in the ancient city to refine the blood essence and raise the marrow fluid."

"Thank you, Junior Brother!"

Yan Youtai clenched his five fingers into a fist, feeling the abundant vitality of Qi and blood in this Dharma body.

He pointed his finger in the air, spiritual light flowed, water vapor rose, and a water mirror about ten feet in size floated in front of him.

Looking at the figure in the water mirror, the temples were black and the wrinkles on the face disappeared by several percentages.

"After that, I will continue to activate the Divination Dao method. The remaining vitality will be enough for me to activate the Heavenly Witch Jue once more."

Although he felt sad that the medicinal power of [Guiyuan Blood Wine] was being continuously dissipated, Yan Youtai still felt excited.

'The sect ordered me to stay in the ancient city, and later I would have to activate the secret method and consume my vitality.

If you don't want to lose a lot of lifespan, you must keep Fang Yi here!

Yan Youtai's eyes were filled with determination, and he had made up his mind completely.

The long-term depletion of vitality and energy has already been treated by all the doctors in the ancient city of Dadu.

Not to mention someone with Fang Yi's foundation, who could see immediate results with just one use of the secret technique, there was no one who could even slightly offset the loss of his lifespan.

Not to mention, refining the quasi-third-level blood essence and marrow fluid.

"Junior Brother Fang, I wonder if we can stay in Dadu Ancient City?"

Yan Youtai's face was earnest. "The city's spiritual doctors, let alone my junior brother, can cast a spell to remove hidden injuries and replenish vital energy.

Even if it’s to brew the elixir, no one can do it.”

"Brother Yan, I have something important to attend to. I need to return to Xuanyang Mountain."

Fang Yi shook his head slightly, and with the waving of his cloud-patterned sleeves, he put away the Five Poison Cauldron, the Green Lotus Treasure Flag and other magical instruments.

"Brother, if you really need my treatment, you can find me at Yuping Peak in Xuanyang Mountain.

Junior brother will certainly prepare a bed to welcome you, but I have something important to attend to, so I will go ahead."

After saying this, Fang Yi lifted his boots and took a half step forward, transforming into a streak of green light.
"Junior brother, don't be anxious!" The ancient Tianji Bagua plate flew out from Yan Youtai's sleeve.

The silver runes of Qian, Kun, Kan, Li and Zhen flowed and turned into a series of magical bans.

"Brother Yan, are you going to force me to stay?"

Looking at the silver magic ban blocking his way, Fang Yi's face darkened.

The Five Poison Cauldron was held in the palm of his hand, and a gray miasma flowed through it, and the Black Spider, the Golden Centipede, and the Jade Toad...
One after another, phantoms of insects and beasts appeared, emitting a fierce and ferocious aura.

"Junior Brother Fang, you misunderstood." Yan Youtai's expression changed slightly and he spoke politely.

He will need Fang Yi's treatment later, and he is not a brainless person. How could he force himself on Fang Yi, who is also his true disciple?
"If I remember correctly, I have already reached the eighth level of foundation building and am not far from the condensed pill stage.
If Junior Brother can help me get rid of my old illness, I can support him in condensing the True Pill."

Although Yan Youtai also did not believe that Fang Yi, with his low-grade Taoist foundation, could condense the real elixir.

But as long as Fang Yi is willing to stay in the ancient city, he will not hesitate to help a quasi-third-level spiritual doctor.

"Help me condense the pill?!" The spiritual light around Fang Yi dissipated, and the energy of the Five Poison Cauldron in his hand converged.

He seemed a little hesitant and was moved by Yan Youtai's words.

"Brother Yan, you might not even be able to condense a true elixir yourself, so why are you trying to deceive me with lies?"

Upon seeing this, Yan Youtai's magical power circulated throughout his body, and a huge, ancient tree with twisted branches appeared behind him.

"Junior Brother Fang, do you know why I can occupy the Xuanji Cave Mansion, this quasi-third-level cave mansion?

After that, can you take over Xuanzhen Cave Mansion again?"

In the cave, the ancient trees and the sky seemed to be connected to the dark land, and Yan Youtai's aura continued to rise.

"boom!"

Runes dissipated from Yan Youtai's body, and the shadow of a silver gem emerged from the ancient tree.

In an instant, Yan Youtai's aura completely surpassed the foundation-building realm and was on par with the fake dan master.

“Condensing the True Pill?
It's not that I can't, but that I don't want to.
If I hadn't laid a solid foundation, I would have already condensed the True Pill!"

'I see! ’

Looking at the runes that appeared on Yan Youtai's tough body.

'Locking Qi, sealing Yuan, calming the soul. Many prohibitions suppress the soul and body.

Rather than saying that Yan Youtai is a true elixir seed, it is better to say that he is halfway to condensing the elixir.

As long as he is willing, he can find a third-level spiritual vein and start condensing the true pill.
And considering the importance Xuanyang Mountain places on Yan Youtai and his own accumulation, it only takes a thought for him to condense the pill.'

Fang Yi's face was solemn and he pondered for a moment, as if he was moved by Yan Youtai's words.

He put the Five Poison Cauldron into his sleeve and spoke gently.

"Since Senior Brother Yan has said so, it would be a bit ungrateful if I still don't agree.

But when it comes to my junior brother's path, I have to be frank with you."

Fang Yi paused for a moment, and in the Qi sea of ​​his Dantian, the ancient eight-layer foundation-building platform changed, and the Qi energy connected with the Green Lotus Treasure Flag.

The shadow of a large cypress tree emerged in the Dantian Qi Sea, and a drop of essence and blood merged into it. His face turned three points pale.

The secret art of withering and flourishing: the method of using objects to create an illusion.

The shadow of the big cypress tree blended with the precious aura of the blue lotus, and the spiritual light became dense, transforming into an eighth-grade blue lotus.

As Fang Yi's mind moved, the withered green lotus turned into a spiritual seed and took root and sprouted again.

When it blooms, only three grades remain.

"Oh!"

The green lotus in the Dantian Qi Sea exploded, Fang Yi's magic power was swallowed and his vitality gathered, and the third-grade green lotus appeared behind him.

"Crash!"

The green lotus swayed, and on the emerald lotus platform, it unexpectedly 'struggled' to rise to a half-grade.
"What is this?" Yan Youtai was shocked, the eight trigrams runes flowed in his eyes, and he pinched the magic formula with his fingertips.

After a few breaths, he seemed to be thinking about something.

"Low-grade Daoji?
No, this Qi is beyond the level of low-grade Dao base, but it seems not to have reached the level of middle-grade Dao base?"

"Half a step to the middle-grade Dao foundation?? No wonder he dared to peek into the True Pill Realm."

A thunderous sound echoed in the air. "Fang Yi, your foundation is really weird."

"Huh?! Who?"

"Who are you, so presumptuous?"

Fang Yi and Yan Youtai's expressions changed at the same time.

The two of them mobilized their magic power at the same time, and a wooden staff engraved with the shape of a dragon and the Five Poison Cauldron came down together.

"Little kids these days are getting more and more irritable!"

A palm the size of a palm-leaf fan, covered with a layer of purple thunder armor, slapped down.

The big hand was strong and flexible, and the five fingers were loosely clasped together, first grasping the Nine-Wood Green Dragon Staff that was shining with precious light.

The runes circulated, suppressing the precious light of the Nine-Wood Green Dragon Staff.

The ancient green wooden staff was thrown out with great force and hit the Five Poison Cauldron.

"clang!"

The rumbling sound of bells and tripods echoed, and the circular energy dispersed in all directions, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on the bluestone slabs on the ground.

Fang Yi's face turned pale. The Five Poison Cauldron had no power to resist and was blasted into the ground by the huge hand of lightning.

"Uncle Hu Lei?"

Fang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. "This True Dan Master has been hiding for a long time, and finally appeared."

"Disciple Fang Yi from Yuping Peak greets Uncle Master Hu Lei!"

Fang Yi was very graceful. He bowed and spoke respectfully.

He practiced the Sutra of Life and Death and was the best at sensing the changes in vitality. Even a Jindan Zhenren could not hide from his perception.

In the ancient city, when Yan Youtai stopped him, he had already sensed a faint aura containing the meaning of thunder.

If not, even if he needed a third-level spiritual vein to treat Yan Youtai, he would not need to display his disguised Qinglian Taoist foundation.

'In this way, the matter of my foundation in Taoism will also be achieved after I have found the right path and condensed the elixir, which will not be so abrupt.

The advancement of a lower-grade Daoist foundation to a Jindan Zhenren is, after all, a bit too much of an eyesore.'

Yan Youtai gave a wry smile and bowed. "Disciple greets Uncle Master Hu Lei."

Lightning flashed and thunder roared.

A monk wearing a purple brocade robe with dragon patterns, with a burly figure, a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, slowly stepped out into the air.

Master Hu Lei looked at the third-grade and a half Qinglian Daoist foundation behind Fang Yi, with a strong curiosity in his eyes.

"Well, if you live long enough, you will encounter all kinds of strange things.
Junior-Martial Brother Fang Yi, the Dao Foundation Platform has nine levels. The third level is a low-grade Dao Foundation, and the fourth level is a medium-grade Dao Foundation.
What rank is your level, which is neither good nor bad, three and a half floors?"

Fang Yi's face was bitter. "Uncle Hu Lei, I don't want this either.

But before the age of Jiazi, when I was building the foundation of Taoism, my foundation was not strong enough, and I was only half a step away from building a medium-grade foundation of Taoism.
Fortunately, this disciple has received guidance from Master Hengyi. If I can obtain a third-level spirit seed, using the sect's secret [Spirit Cleansing Method], it should be able to improve my foundation."

Feeling Fang Yi's gaze on him, Yan Youtai understood.

"It seems that what Gu Qingfeng said is correct. Fang Yi collected the third-level spirit seeds in order to improve his Dao foundation."
Middle-grade Dao foundation, four-layer Dharma platform.
Although it is only the most common first-class among the middle-grade Dao foundation, it is still possible to condense the pill.
If Fang Yi's medical skills can be further improved.'

Yan Youtai was solemn in his heart and raised Fang Yi's status to surpass most of the fake Dan Zhenren in Xuanyang Mountain.

Master Hu Lei glanced at Fang Yi and Yan Youtai, and thought of the three sound-transmitting jade talismans in the storage bag.

He also had a headache and wanted to scratch his head.

Out of consideration for the younger generation's reputation, he raised and lowered his hands in his sleeves several times, but never extended them.

'They're all troublesome bastards.
Senior Brother Tianque asked me to take care of his successor. Yan Youtai's life force is in danger, and he needs the treatment of Fang Yi, a quasi-third-level spiritual doctor.
But Junior Brother Hengyi and Xiao Changce also wrote to me, asking me to take care of Fang Yi.'

Master Hu Lei secretly shook his head in his heart, feeling a little hesitant.

'I heard that Fang Yi is Xiao Changce's only successful illegitimate son. How come he doesn't look much like Xiao Changce?

Could it be that a horse like Xiao Changce was also given a green silk hat?

Feeling that Yan Youtai's aura was only one step away from condensing the pill, Master Hu Lei frowned.

'This Junior Brother Yan used the art of divination to harm his lifespan.

According to common sense, we should help him build a foundation for Taoism at all costs to make up for the loss of his lifespan.

Forcing Fang Yi to help Yan Youtai would also be inappropriate.
In his lineage, there are three Jindan True Immortals and one with a top-grade Daoist foundation and water spiritual roots.' True Immortal Hu Lei hesitated again and again and set his gaze on Fang Yi.

Although the sect has a Jindan Zhenren as its backer, it is ultimately not as profound as Yan Youtai's cultivation, and is only one step away from becoming a Jindan Zhenren.

"Junior Brother Fang, how long will it take you to completely repair Junior Brother Yan's hidden injuries?"

"Ten years!" Fang Yi said. "Brother Yan's loss of vitality and the resulting impact on his lifespan are simply too severe.

Even if there is no shortage of spiritual medicine, it will still take at least ten years."

Fang Yi knew exactly what Master Hu Lei was thinking.

“Uncle Hu Lei, if Senior Brother Yan cannot provide the third-level spirit seed.

I must return to Xuanyang Mountain, draw upon the power of the spiritual veins, and practice the [Soul Cleansing Method] with the help of Master Uncle Hengyi."

Master Hu Lei's face darkened slightly, and he was about to speak.

Yan Youtai took out a three-foot-long jade box covered with legal prohibitions from his storage bag.

"Crack!"

A ray of spiritual light fell, and the ban was lifted. A brown spiritual seed lay quietly in the jade box, with clouds of spiritual seed curling up and azure spiritual light flowing endlessly.

"Junior Brother Fang, is this Cloud Mist Wood Spirit Seed viable?"

"Yunyan Wood? It's actually the spiritual seed of Yunyan Wood?" Fang Yi's face suddenly realized. He stretched out his hand to take out the brown spiritual seed and poured the lush magic power into the spiritual seed.

"Buzz!"

A three-foot-long ray of light bloomed from the spiritual seed, and the shadow of an ancient tree, shrouded in mist and steam, fluttered.

Fang Yi couldn't hide his joy on his face.

"Brother Yan's third-grade, mid-grade spirit seed is much stronger than I expected."

In an instant, Fang Yi put away the Yunyan Wood Spirit Seed and spoke earnestly.

"Thank you, Brother Yan, for your help."

Master Hu Lei looked at Yan Youtai thoughtfully.

"Junior Brother Yan, is this the spiritual seed you snatched from Luo Yu's mixed-feather bird?

So, the only thing left is the spiritual veins."

"The third-level spiritual vein in Dadu Ancient City is related to the ancient city's formation. It is absolutely impossible to entrust it to nephew Fang to plant spiritual trees.
The remaining seven are quasi-third-level spirit veins."

"Nan Yunbo, can I have the spiritual vein of the Murong clan?" Fang Yi stroked the spiritual seed in his hand.

"While my nephew was treating a cultivator, he heard that the Mu family in Nanyunpo had been attacked by a third-level demon king and was interested in selling their spiritual vein."

Master Hu Lei gave Fang Yi a meaningful look.

"Junior Brother Fang truly has a wide circle of friends. He even knows the things that the Murong family tried so hard to hide."

Fang Yi knew that Master Hu Lei connected the matter of Xu Qingshe and Yang Xuanyi asking him to see them to file a complaint with himself.

He made no secret of it.

Or maybe, he did it on purpose to show off his connections.

Otherwise, how could he convince Master Hu Lei to support him and occupy that quasi-third-level spiritual vein?

The quasi-third-level spiritual vein of the ancient city of Dadu comes with its own cultivated quasi-third-level spiritual fields, and is also equipped with a pill pavilion and a weapon room to guard the large formation.

This is a great opportunity for a fake Dan Zhenren to obtain and immediately establish a sect.

Naturally, the major forces in Dayun's immortal cultivation world would not give away such a great opportunity easily.

The cultivators who occupy the Nanyunpo spiritual land must have the ability to suppress an area and divert the beast tide.

Fang Yi nodded slightly, without hesitation. "I am good friends with Junior Brother Xu Qingshe, the second-level Grand Alchemist in our sect.

We have been friends for decades, and when Junior Brother Xu last came to see me for treatment, we casually brought up this matter."

“To be honest with Senior Brother Hu Lei and Senior Brother Yan, I came here this time because Senior Uncle Heng Yi pointed out that the Green Vine and Black Armored Turtle Clan in Sudu Mountain possesses a third-level spiritual tree.

"Junior Brother, I have already contacted many friends in the sect, intending to ambush and kill that quasi-third-level beast king."

"Ambush and kill the Beast King?" Master Hu Lei looked at Fang Yi with amusement. "Junior Brother Fang is only a Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet you dared to ambush and kill a Near-Third-Level Beast King?"

“I know how terrifying a quasi-third-level beast king is, but if we retreat just because of the danger, we will not be able to escape.

What kind of immortality is your nephew cultivating?"

Fang Yi slapped his pet bag, and a jade-colored light flew out, turning into a silver-white little beast and falling into his arms.

"Besides, my nephew is not unprepared and is not seeking death wantonly."

Fang Yi waved his sleeves, revealing a blue ice crystal, a red pill bead, a green feather, and a purple token.

The cold wind howled, the fragrance of the elixir lingered, the breeze swirled, and purple lightning flashed. The four monks' tokens were suspended in the air.

"Junior Sister Yang Cai'er from Ice Crystal Ice Soul Peak? The Thunder Token is Junior Brother Zi Dian's token."

Yan Youtai felt the fragrance of the elixir rushing into his nose and spoke.

“Hmm, this pill bead belongs to the great alchemist Xu Qingshe?

But what is this feather?"

“Lingyu is a disciple of Senior Brother Guangsheng and a token of his love from Junior Brother Qingfeng.

It wasn't long since Junior Brother Qingfeng condensed his fake pill, but he never imagined that Junior Brother Fang actually had his token."

Master Hu Lei looked at Fang Yi strangely. Although these four cultivators were not Jindan masters, they all had their own foundation.

Qingfeng and Zidian are fake Dan Zhenren, and Yang Caier is favored by Jiuhan Zhenren. She is also one of the top ones in the battle among the cultivators in the late foundation building stage.

As for Xu Qingshe, he is a second-level top-grade alchemist, which means he has no shortage of spirit stones and treasures.

If the four of them join forces, plus Fang Yi, a quasi-third-level spiritual doctor who can use the power of magic weapons to cast a pseudo-magic domain...
There is also a second-level peak earth-attributed monster.

Master Hu Lei's gaze paused on Qijie.

'With such a lineup, it would be fine if the quasi-third-level Green Vine Black-Armored Turtle didn't show up.

If you attack, you will surely die.'

"Junior Brother Fang is well prepared." Master Hu Lei nodded slightly.

"With my nephew's foundation, the Murong family's spiritual vein is worth competing for."

A hint of fear flashed across Yan Youtai's eyes. "Junior Brother Fang, you have such a deep network of connections."

It's not that he hasn't seen a medical practitioner before, but he had never imagined that Fang Yi had such a rich network of contacts.

Fang Yi shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly. "What's the use of having a rich network of contacts?
Alas, man proposes, God disposes. As soon as my junior brother arrived at Dadu Ancient City, he heard that the green vine and black-armored turtle was killed by the demon king Luo Yu.

My friends and I can team up to fight against quasi-third-level monsters, but facing a third-level monster king is a dead end."

He bowed and spoke sincerely.

"In that case, I still have to thank Senior Brother Yan for the help of the third-level spirit seed."

Seeing Fang Yi's ascendancy and extensive connections, and the potential for achieving Dan, Yan Youtai spoke more politely. "Fellow disciples, if you can achieve Dan, it will be of great benefit."

The sun sets in the west, and only two people are left in Xuanji Garden.

Between the water pavilions, Yan Youtai bowed slightly and spoke earnestly.

"Thank you, Master Hu Lei, for your help this time. If not for this, Fang Yi might not be able to stay here with peace of mind."

Master Hu Lei smiled. "Junior Brother Fang Yi is, after all, the grand-disciple of Senior Brother Guangsheng, and is also valued by Junior Brother Hengyi.

After refining the third-level spirit seeds, there is hope of condensing the pill.

Junior Brother Yan, you should be more careful in your daily life."

Yan Youtai nodded slightly.

He is about to condense the pill, so there are cultivators who have the hope of condensing the pill and those who have no hope of making further progress in the foundation-building stage.

The status in his eyes is completely different.

"Uncle Master, don't worry. If Junior Brother Fang can advance to the third-level spiritual doctor and complete my Xuanyang Mountain inheritance, it will be of great benefit to me.

My nephew will not embarrass Junior Brother Fang."

Upon seeing this, Master Hu Lei said no more and turned into a ray of lightning and left.

Seeing the lightning fade away, Yan Youtai waved his sleeves and sent out a jade talisman for transmitting sound.

After a while, looking at Chu Xiang who was kneeling on the ground, he gave the order.

"Chu Xiang, you and Xie Yuanrong should go and have a good talk with my junior brother's housekeeper.

Gu Qingfeng inherited the legacy of his ancestors, so Fang Yi trusted him quite a bit.

Let him find out whether Junior Brother Fang is fully committed to refining the elixir for me."

After a brief pause, Yan Youtai took out a black flying knife from his storage bag.

“This Xuanyin Knife is a top-grade magical weapon that has seven forbidden magics.

You gave this magical weapon to Gu Qingfeng and told him that I was quite satisfied with his last performance.
If you do well, there will be generous rewards later!"

"I obey your command."

Chu Xiang knelt on the ground with a submissive expression, walked to Yan Youtai on his knees, and took the Xuanyin Knife.

"arrive!"

In the ancient city of Dadu, Fang Yi stopped and looked at the cave in front of him with white jade walls, glazed tiles, and swaying green bamboo.

He waved his sleeves and raised a decree.

[Xuanzhen Cave Mansion Order], five spiritual characters shone brightly and merged into the magic ban.

"Oh!"

The magic ban was lifted, and rich spiritual energy rushed into the sky, setting off waves of spiritual energy.

"Buzz!"

"Is that the Xuanzhen Cave Mansion?"

In the ancient city of Dadu, rays of spiritual consciousness rose up and descended towards Fang Yi in front of the Xuanzhen Cave.

"Eighth level of foundation building? Not a fake Dan Zhenren.

How can it be? "

"Has Xuan Yangshan gone crazy?"

The two communicated with each other through their spiritual consciousness, which was quite surprising. This quasi-third-level cave was what even the fake Dan Zhenren of Xuanyang Mountain was fighting for.

How did it fall into the hands of a foundation-building cultivator?
Fang Yi had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, with a smile on his lips. A rich medicinal fragrance rose into the sky, turning into jade-colored Baozhi or purple gold ginseng.

Occasionally, the quiet scene of an ancient tripod and lush grass emerges.

"My fellow Taoists, I, Fang Yi, greet you!"

Fang Yi behaved gently, bowed gracefully, and then stepped into the Xuanzhen Cave.

Since we are ready to take root, we will have to cooperate with these fake Dan Zhenren sooner or later.

Although the ancient city of Dadadu is large and has many cultivators, the True Man of Fake Dan is the foundation and controls many spiritual resources.

In order to communicate, one naturally has to reveal some of one's background to avoid being looked down upon.

In the Xuanzhen Cave, spiritual consciousnesses that were either cold, icy, or explosive were constantly colliding and communicating.

Each spiritual consciousness represents a fake Dan Zhenren.

"A quasi-third-level spiritual doctor?"

"Interesting, Cang Huai, you transferred a quasi-third-level spiritual doctor from Xuanyang Mountain. What's the meaning of this?"

"Hey, this foundation-building cultivator is called Fang Yi. Fellow Daoist Zi Dian, this is a cultivator from your sect. Do you have any news?"

In Xuanzhen Garden.

Fang Yi ignored the magic ban above his head and his unconcealed spiritual sense.

"Brother Gu, make some preparations. Judging from Yan Youtai's intentions, he should come to meet you soon."

(End of this chapter)