After Luo Li'er and the others left, Guo Feilong returned to his room and began crafting fake spirit herbs and precious metal ores. Over the past few days, he had made a fortune by selling these counterfeit items.

The night passed without incident, and soon it was the day of the grand finals of the Seven Sacred Grounds' Elemental Infant stage arenas. The competition for first place was about to begin, and nearly everyone who could attend was present, including thousands of Integration stage cultivators.

The Sect Masters of the Seven Sacred Grounds were all present, along with the Kirin Scions of each Sacred Ground. They sat in seven different sections on the highest platform, chatting and laughing as if they were old friends who hadn't met in a long time, enjoying the camaraderie.

The Sect Masters of the Seven Sacred Grounds were like smiling tigers; when they smiled, they seemed kind and amiable, but when they were ruthless, they appeared as cold and heartless demons.