Days went by, and before long, twenty-five of the thirty days allotted to Void Spirit Mountain had passed. Only five days remained before the mountain closed again. 

Rumble!

Void Spirit Mountain trembled violently. A deep rumble rolled through the air as immense clouds of mist gathered overhead, spreading across a radius of a hundred li and blotting out the sky. 

The martial artists scattered across the mountain immediately recognized the phenomenon. 

"Heavens, is that… Core Dissolution Liquid?"

"The mist covers about a hundred li. Once the liquid condenses, how many drops will there be? Ten? Twenty? Fifty, even?" 

"At least several dozen! This is unbelievable! A phenomenon like this happens once in a thousand years on Void Spirit Mountain, maybe less." 

"Quick, head for the center beneath the clouds! That's where it'll form. Dozens of drops up for grabs. Even a few would make this whole trip worth it." 

"Let's go, let's go! Hurry!"

One by one, the martial artists rushed toward the mist. With dozens of drops forming in one place, even securing a small share would make the entire journey worthwhile. 

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Twenty-two drops of Core Dissolution Liquid in twenty-five days… Lu Changsheng thought to himself as he tallied his gains. Not bad at ...