After Taichu Peak submitted its personnel roster, no further word came. Fang Mo was never approached about any aspect of the purge force's preparations.
It was as though his position as an assistant to the purge force was merely an empty title.
Xiao Jingsheng and the others continued running Taichu Peak in an orderly fashion, leaving little need for him to intervene. Things seemed to have entered a temporary period of stability after the last Beast Tide.
True Lord Qingshui, True Lord Yuanhua, and the others were all busy with their own affairs, nowhere to be seen.
Fang Mo simply stopped dwelling on it and settled down to cultivate. He understood now that strength mattered most. Every measure of strength he gained was another measure of safety.
After refining the Azure Swift Wind Beast's spiritual core, his cultivation of the Savage Ancient Divine Dragon Art advanced at a tremendous pace, further boosted by his divine ability. The pale golden dragon markings on his spine grew clearer and more profound, while those on his ribs spread each day. Before long, his ribs would be fully formed.
Since he entered the Nascent Soul Tribulation Realm, the Bronze Mirror's divine ability had grown stronger rather than weaker. A single practice session of the Savage Ancient Divine Dragon Art now equaled more than five hundred sessions before, allowing him to progress rapidly every day.
Even Fang Mo felt a little uneasy about the speed of his improvement. Just what grade was this Bronze Mirror? The more time passed, the less certain he became.
Still, he put it out of his mind. Each day, he either cultivated or shared meals with Guan Lu, chatted about everyday matters, and offered her guidance in cultivation.
Guan Lu's talent was not exceptional, but after several intimate exchanges with