At noon the next day, Jiang Hao sat cross-legged in the courtyard. He looked at the spirit beast jumping around as it chased a butterfly.
Tomorrow was the day when the Blackheaven Sect would arrive. He had just recovered his strength and had also stored two attacks in his wrist guard. He had chosen Moon-Slaying and Mountain Suppression. Those were his two powerful attack techniques.
As for the Thousand Miles Teleportation Talisman, he couldn't make another. He was too exhausted to use two abilities at the same time.
One was enough for now. After he advanced further, he might have a chance of making another of that talisman.
"Master, will you come back home tomorrow?" The spirit beast looked at Jiang Hao strangely.
Jiang Hao didn't know how to answer that question. Nothing was certain. There was a high chance that he might not really come back here. He neither wanted to be taken away to the Blackheaven Sect nor did he want to be thrown into the Lawless Tower.
