Fang Yuan pondered for a long time and chose to wait.
After the second earthly calamity, he understood heaven's will more deeply.
"Great Hill may look safe and ordinary, but heaven's will has likely long since laid out its arrangements, waiting for me to walk right into them!"
"Previously, when Lang Ya Sect developed Great Hill, everything went smoothly. There was a high chance that it had been heaven's will luring us in."
"Afterward, the Falling Star Dogs appeared. That was heaven's will testing and pressuring us, trying to force me out through Lang Ya Sect."
"In that case, there was even less reason for me to go."
Perhaps Fang Yuan was simply overthinking everything? Perhaps heaven's will was not actually so all-powerful. Perhaps it had not yet had time to set up its trap at Great Hill?
Fang Yuan had considered these possibilities as well, but he immediately cast aside every last trace of such wishful thinking.
He had survived until now precisely because he was cautious and abandoned wishful thinking. He always prepared for the worst.
Do not hope for others to cherish you, do not crave the world's goodwill, do not beg for fate's favor.
Everything had to be relied upon oneself!
Wait.
Fang Yuan settled down and silently awaited the reopening of Yellow Treasure Heaven.
Everything had to be considered from all angles. Without question, this was the most beneficial and safest approach for him.
Time flowed on, and half a month soon passed, yet Yellow Treasure Heaven still showed no sign of movement.
Hair Six leaped about wildly, and the Hairy Folk Gu Immortals' attitudes toward Fang Yuan grew increasingly hostile.
Some even pointed at Fang Yuan's nose in public and cursed him for harboring Concealed Malice. Though he had joined Lang Ya Sect, they