White clothes like snow, aura like a sword.
Long Xuan descended upon Changyuan Mountain and spoke with congratulations.
The Grand Elder was puzzled by the meaning.
Long Xuan directly asked, "Fellow cultivator, how many chances do you have to become a Purple Mansion?"
"Two chances, or even less!"
The Grand Elder pondered for a while and finally spoke.
Long Xuan said, "Fellow cultivator's aptitude is limited. Even after twenty years of honing, passing the fourth tribulation; without Purple Sun Jade, it's difficult to pass the Soul Tribulation; without Nirvana Pill, how can you pass the Celestial Fire Tribulation and the Nightmare Wind Tribulation? Now, destiny smiles upon you. My ancestor occupies Purple Sun Mountain and owes you 1.2 million spirit stones."
"Now, we can provide you with two pieces of Purple Sun Jade, open the Nirvana Pool, and lend you a helping hand. At this moment, fellow cultivator should head to Purple Sun Mountain."
