"A week has gone by; I almost forgot about Fanluo's task..."
However, the other party had made no move.
Have they given up?
Upon realizing this, he was too lazy to ponder further.
Time to practice!
The day to search for the Divine Temple under the Demon Nest was set for early November.
In only ten days or so, time was pressing.
Even if everything goes perfectly, having more Qi Blood provides additional assurance.
...
Time passed slowly.
A heavy rain on Shaoshi Mountain.
Someone ascended the mountain from the foot of Yuetai Mountain.
Walking on the muddy ground, yet leaving no trace.
Grandmaster Doma tightened the hood covering his head, glanced at the faint light atop the mountain, and continued to walk slowly.
As a Martial Arts Grandmaster, he naturally could manipulate the magnetic field around him and use Gang Qi to swiftly ascend in a few leaps.
But he chose to climb the mountain on foot, contemplating and delaying time.
