Having created a new cultivation method, Fang Hong could not wait to begin cultivating it immediately.
He did not even care about his disheveled appearance and ran straight toward the rear mountain of Myriad Star Peak.
Over these ten days, aside from leaving the Scripture Pavilion to practice some martial arts,
he had spent almost all his time inside the Cultivation Method Hall.
He had worked himself to the bone, forgetting food and sleep, without resting day or night.
As a result, he looked exceedingly disheveled now, with unkempt hair and a grimy face.
But he was bursting with joy and excitement at the moment. How could he care about such trivial matters?
However, upon reaching Myriad Star Peak, Fang Hong recalled the cultivation requirements of this method.
So he changed course midway and ran to the Formation Hall, asking his newly acknowledged bargain-bin master, Chang Chunbo, for a great many items needed to set up formations.
Naturally, Chang Chunbo immediately fulfilled Fang Hong's request and even gave him much more than he had asked for.
Only then did Fang Hong head straight back to the rear mountain.
After returning to his own small courtyard there, he immediately began arranging the formation needed for cultivation.
At the same time.
At the summit of Myriad Star Peak, in the rear courtyard of Peak Master Gao Xin'ang's residence.
Since the Sect Grand Competition would officially begin tomorrow,
Gao Xin'ang and Wang An were discussing matters related to tomorrow's competition.
During their conversation, Gao Xin'ang suddenly seemed to remember something and asked,
"By the way, it seems we have not heard anything at all about Fang Hong lately. What has he been doing these past few days?"
At those words, Wang An revealed a scornful smile.
"Rest assured, Master. I have had