Fang Mo looked at the boxes strewn across the floor, along with the remnants of some Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, inner cores, and discarded spirit crystals. He knew he had completely drained Tie Xiaochuan dry today.
"Uncle-Master Tie, I'm truly sorry. I never imagined the Overlord Body Battle Pattern Record would consume so much!"
His face was full of apology, but inside, he was over the moon.
At last, he'd gotten the better of Tie Xiaochuan this time. As for paying him back, he wouldn't bring it up. Whoever wanted to pay could pay.
Tie Xiaochuan had said it himself: he'd cover all of today's expenses.
"Forget it!"
Tie Xiaochuan waved a hand, his face full of gloom. "At least I got to witness someone condense fifty-two Battle Marks along the Ren and Du meridians in three days. You little brat really are a freak. I've never heard of anyone managing that. Maybe you really can condense all three hundred and sixty Battle Marks and draw upon the Power of the Stars!"
Fang Mo said:
"Thank you, Uncle-Master Tie. Sorry for the trouble!"
Tie Xiaochuan glared at Fang Mo, exasperated. "Give me a break! You're probably grinning from ear to ear inside. Hurry up and go! The Heaven Ascending Ranking's been lively these past few days. You need to pick up the pace!"
Fang Mo stood and cupped his fists.
"Yes, Uncle-Master Tie. I'll leave now!"
Tie Xiaochuan continued:
"Your master still hasn't returned; something may have delayed him. You don't need to go see him, either. Leave the Divine Hall as soon as possible. This matter may have been temporarily settled because Senior Brother Zhai got involved, but Yuxiao Peak has always thrown its weight around. I'm afraid this won't end so easily. You must be careful!"
Fang