By the time Li Bufan reached Formation Peak using his movement technique, Li Tianying had already sensed him. A Teleportation Formation lit up beneath his feet, and with a flash, it carried him straight up the mountain.
Li Bufan's vision blurred. The next moment, he stood outside the thatched cottage.
The cottage looked just as it always had. Its bamboo fence and thatched roof blended into Formation Peak's beauty, simple and peaceful.
He took a deep breath and cupped his fists. "Master, I've come to see you."
Li Tianying's voice came from inside, tinged with amusement. "All right, all right. You never come knocking without a reason. What do you want this time?"
Li Bufan chuckled and walked inside.
As he went, he said, "Master, I've become a True Disciple, haven't I? And True Disciples can found their own peaks, right? So... I wanted to ask you about founding one."
Li Tianying sat cross-legged on a cushion with a book in hand. When Li Bufan entered, he set it down and raised an eyebrow. "Oh? So you want to found a peak? Ambitious. Why didn't you go to that old ghost Seven Killings? What brings you to me?"
Li Bufan grinned and sidled up to him. "Heh, Master, you don't know what happened. When I went to see Master Seven Killings, he said... he said a job like this calls for a specialist."
"He said all he knows is fighting and killing. When it comes to founding a peak, he can't compare to you. I thought about it, and he was right! Formations, choosing a site, construction—that's all your specialty. So I came to you."
Li Tianying raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Did that old ghost Seven Killings really say that? Since when did he get so humble? That doesn't sound