"Uncle-Master, Luo Jiangyan and the others have agreed. They're asking us to escort them!"
Inside the shrine at Tie Xiaochuan's Dojo, Xiang Yunqing reported to Tie Xiaochuan, who was drinking tea with Bai Wuchen.
Tie Xiaochuan smiled faintly. "Looks like they've chosen to trust us after all. Go meet them! Yuxiao Peak has been going too far lately. If anyone else goes to escort them, Pang Angong might stop them!"
"Fang Mo has already reached the seventh level. He's getting desperate. If Fang Mo really makes it to the ninth level and uncovers the secret of the Yin Ruins, even the mighty will come rushing here. Then he won't get another chance to sabotage things!"
Bai Wuchen said with a smile.
After taking the medicine, his severed hand had grown back, and his complexion had improved considerably. He no longer looked as dispirited as before, and had regained that carefree, unruffled air.
"I suspect Gu... Uncle-Master is getting a little uneasy, too. They have no idea that Fang Mo already had the strength of a True Man before entering the Yin Ruins. Even I couldn't gain the upper hand against him. He'll have no trouble making it to the ninth level!"
An excited smile spread across Tie Xiaochuan's face, as if he—not Fang Mo—were the one accomplishing such glorious feats.
He and Fang Mo were both teacher and friend to each other. Their bond was no weaker than Tie Xiaochuan's bond with Bai Wuchen. Though he and Bai Wuchen often bickered, their friendship ran deep. Now that Fang Mo had joined them, Tie Xiaochuan had long since started treating him as an equal.
Few people knew that Fang Mo was close to completing the three hundred and sixty patterns of the Overlord Body Battle Pattern Record.
With Fang Mo's strength,