Han Zaixin rubbed his hand awkwardly, ‘Brother Ye, Yan'er is my only granddaughter. If something happens to her, I won’t be able to handle it. It was my idea, she didn’t want to trouble you, but since we've had a good relationship so far-"
Ye Mo stopped Han Zaixin. If Han Yan hadn't mentioned the spirit pond cultivation thing, he would have rather given one or two pills to Han Yan. These pills would be much more reliable than the black rising pill. But Ye Mo suspected that the spirit pond was a spirit well, and he wanted to go see it.
Ye Mo immediately nodded, "How long till the tournament and where is it at? Do the participants have to fulfill any requirements?"
Han Yan at once replied,"It’s in three days at Broken Hill Peak in the ghost city. Participants must be under 30, and have their own identity jade card."
Then, Han Yan took out hers, which was a small card made with white jade.
