If the "key" the Moon Worshipping Sect was searching for was not the Demon Suppression Stele, that would naturally be for the best.
Chu Fan had plenty of self-awareness and would never covet such a precious treasure.
If the "key" the Moon Worshipping Sect was looking for happened to be the Demon Suppression Stele...
Then the murkier these waters became, the better!
It would be best if every force in Qingyang Ancient City became embroiled in this and fought the Moon Worshipping Sect until the heavens and earth were overturned!
What he lacked most right now was time.
About half a year...
Refining the Demon Suppression Stele required 1,500 points of Spiritual Essence.
At present, his Spiritual Essence mainly came from the medicinal bath he took once every three days, followed by Blood Refining Pills and Blood Nourishing Medicinal Soup.
At this rate of accumulation, he would need at least another six months to gather 1,500 points of Spiritual Essence.
Thus, muddying the waters and having the various forces deal with the Moon Worshipping Sect so that it had no time to search for the "key"—
This was Chu Fan's ultimate goal!
At this moment, Cao Feng added, "Becoming a disciple of the Seven Star Gang doesn't necessarily mean you have to go to Seven Star Fort."
"I'll send someone to notify the Hall of Elders. I'll have you and Tianxing stay at this branch, which will also make it convenient for me to continue teaching you both cultivation."
"Thank you, Cao Shi!" Chu Fan and Zhao Tianxing clasped their fists and spoke in unison.
The sky gradually darkened.
With the long saber slung over his shoulder, Chu Fan walked home.
Before he had even left the Seven Star Gang, the miscellaneous workers along the way hurriedly moved aside,