"Ha ha, Elder Luo truly has extraordinary potential. It seems that even with my cultivation restrained to the peak of Spirit General, I am no longer your match. The young truly are to be feared!" The two had clearly fought to a standstill, yet Miao Tian's words were nothing but praise.
"Ha ha, Elder Miao, you certainly know how to make things sound nice. You've been waiting anxiously, haven't you? Here is the formula. Please keep it safe, Elder Miao. Thank you for your attentive guidance these past few months..."
"No rush, no rush!"
Though Miao Tian claimed he was in no hurry, his hands moved with incomparable speed, sweeping the formula Sanbao handed over into his possession. Then, using some matter as an excuse, he swiftly departed from Sanbao's pavilion.
Sanbao stood alone before the building, quietly watching Miao Tian's receding back.
"Though he looks somewhat wretched, he is a man of great wisdom and great perseverance. I truly underestimated him before..."
Cultivation knew no passage of years, and several months hurried by.
"I've finally reached minor mastery~"
Looking at the dozens of pancake-shaped craters in the bluestone ground, Sanbao withdrew his aura and left the Training Room.
"Elder Luo, there's someone outside claiming to be from the Hunting Hall. He says he wants to see you. What do you think?" The moment Sanbao left the pavilion, a steward from the Elder Pavilion reported to him.
"Lead the way."
Sanbao nodded and followed the steward to a secluded little courtyard. When Lei Mansion received people of the lower ranks, it was generally here.
"Brother Sanbao, I'm Black Tower from the Hunting Hall. Do you remember me? Something terrible has happened! Our Hunting Hall is in trouble—our chief is in trouble!"
The instant Sanbao appeared, a burly, dark-faced man in