Beloved Disciple, Don't Panic. Your Master Calls This Relying on Yourself Rather Than Others!!!

"Disciple, step back for now."

Fang Mo patted Little Qing Yi on the shoulder, then glanced at the crumbling temple. "...Your master needs to give this place an upgrade."

"Yes, Master."

Little Qing Yi was quite obedient. She nodded sweetly, then trotted off to call the two servants.

While he waited.

Fang Mo manipulated gravity and rose from the ground.

Ever since arriving here, he had mostly been wandering around this temple.

But now that he was going to rebuild the abode, Fang Mo naturally had to inspect the surrounding terrain a little. After all, that was practically a required course in games.

What bro built a home without checking the surrounding biomes first?

After taking a careful look around.

Fang Mo discovered that this mountain range was unexpectedly vast.

Though it was called Moonlit Mountain, it was really just the steepest peak among an endless sea of mountains.

The place where Fengyue Temple had been built was not the summit, but merely a relatively level stretch halfway up the mountain. The terrain higher up was even more precipitous, and a layer of snow could even be seen atop the peak.

Floating high in the air, Fang Mo looked down and found the surrounding mountains quiet and serene. Aside from birds and small mountain animals, there were indeed scarcely any traces of people. JourneyMap showed not only no ordinary households, but not even a single woodcutter who had entered the mountains.

"Mm, not a bad location..."

Nodding in satisfaction, Fang Mo pulled a black greatsword from behind his back.

The instant the black greatsword appeared, it churned like an amorphous shadow before finally transforming into a black kitten wearing a top hat.

"...Squeak!"

The little black cat leaped lightly and obediently settled onto Fang Mo's shoulder. "Squeak squeak... squeak!"

"Mm-hm,