In the valley, the Galactic Alliance's martial artists were cleaning up the battlefield. The pelts alone from so many mutated beasts were a tremendous fortune.
Everyone was in high spirits, their faces glowing. They'd struck it rich today.
Still, they were clearly distracted, their gazes drifting now and then toward the stone house in the center of the tribe.
"Was that young man just now really Fang Mo?"
"Who else could it be? Didn't you hear Ye Qiuchen introduce him? You think he'd get it wrong?"
"But... how can he be that powerful? I heard the three people with him are all in the True Person Realm. I remember he was only in the Grandmaster Realm when he left the Alliance, wasn't he?"
"Why are you worrying about all that? The world of geniuses is beyond you and me. Get back to cleaning up! We've struck it rich this time. Once we take everything to the nearest market, we'll definitely be able to trade for some good weapons!"
The martial artists cleaning up the battlefield worked as they quietly discussed the matter.
Meanwhile, in the tribe's main hall, everyone seated there wore complicated expressions as they looked toward the figure at the head of the room.
Fang Mo's gaze swept across the hall. After the introductions, he knew the names of the dozen or so people present, and his heart was full of emotion.
Every one of them had once been a famous powerhouse. Ever since he began cultivating martial arts, he'd often heard their names, and they appeared frequently in the Martial Academy's library books.
For example, Wu Yazi of Wugong Mountain Daoist Academy, known as Star Plucker. Though gaunt, he still radiated the aura of the Heavenly Human Realm.
Lou Feiyun, the Xuantian Sword Saint of Qingyun Mountain