125 How Evil Could Young Fellow Master Be

The snow fell continuously for three days.

Changan City was completely covered with snow. However, the chilly winter still could not dampen the joy of the Emperor's birthday celebration. The jubilation of the folks for this annual event.

Fang Lang waited for the remaining team from the Sword Guild that participated in the Qianlong Resource Battle. Chao Xiaojian had escorted them out of the Youzhou Demon Portal. All of them qualified for the final battle after the interference from the first prince.

As expected, the last battle would be worth the most resources. Therefore, even Fang Lang and the others who had returned to Changan to wait for the final battle continued to train and prepare for the battle without letting their guard down.

The rain was still pouring in the Youzhou Demon Portal. The disciples from the other sects were still battling for resources.