Taichu Peak's base.
Fang Mo was handling Galaxy City's affairs, with countless documents piled across his desk.
A new city had been established, and it was Red Rock Continent's foremost Safe Zone. In its early stages, there were simply too many matters to deal with.
Galaxy City was now being built under Taichu Peak's leadership, so as its person in charge, he could only handle things personally.
"Achoo!"
Suddenly, Fang Mo sneezed, interrupting his work. He rubbed his nose, finding it strange. With his current strength, let alone catching a cold, even a nuclear bomb could not hurt him.
His consciousness followed that faint thread of spiritual resonance and immediately located its source. His awareness descended there.
In the garden, three women sat together, chatting and laughing.
Looking at the three women, each with her own unique charm like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, Fang Mo smiled. "Those three got together so quickly. They must be talking about me!"
He had just wanted to listen in on what they were saying. They had definitely mentioned him just now, or he would not have sensed it. But then he shook his head. Eavesdropping on others was somewhat inappropriate.
He withdrew his consciousness and continued dealing with official matters, though inwardly, he could not help sighing.
No wonder Nascent Soul Tribulation Realm cultivators all cast aside sect affairs and entered Secret Realms to cultivate. It truly consumed too much energy. Tianli Sect ruled countless star systems and had innumerable subordinate forces—how many matters needed handling every day?
He had only been handling Galaxy City's construction affairs for a few days, yet he was already rushed off his feet. The time he could spend cultivating had noticeably decreased.
Fortunately, he was strong, so he worked quickly. Before long, he had finished processing the