Flame Capital Stay! Spirit Lake Dispute!

Li Bufan settled down in the Ten Thousand Spirits District, waiting while studying those two martial skills.

He had thought they would be repaired in a day or two. Who would have thought that this wait would last three days.

During those three days, he asked about the Teleportation Formation's progress every day, only to receive the same replies: "It's being repaired," and "Soon, soon."

Suspicion gradually arose in his heart—though Teleportation Formations occasionally malfunctioned, with the influence of the Ten Thousand Spirits District, it should never have taken three days without being fixed.

He summoned an attendant and asked what the reason was, but the attendant hemmed and hawed, unable to give any clear explanation.

Li Bufan grew even more doubtful. He estimated the time: from the Flame Capital to the border city, even on foot, he could arrive within ten days.

Then, returning from here to the Qi State would take some more time.

All in all, there should still be enough time. Since that was the case, there was no need to waste time waiting here.

Having made up his mind, he said to the attendant, "Go tell your shopkeeper that I won't be taking the Teleportation Formation."

The attendant's face immediately filled with panic. He hurriedly said, "Core Disciple Li, please wait a little longer. The Teleportation Formation should be repaired soon."

"Our shopkeeper instructed us to serve you well and wait until the Teleportation Formation is repaired..."

Li Bufan waved a hand, cutting him off. "No need."

He turned to leave.

Just then, a voice came from beyond the door, deep and steady, carrying a trace of laughter. "Why is Core Disciple Li in such a hurry? If my Ten Thousand Spirits District has failed to attend to you properly in any way, I hope