The two ended their conversation there.
Lu Mian closed his eyes to rest, while Fa Zang circulated his qi mechanism to heal his injuries.
By the next day, Fa Zang had fully suppressed his injuries, and they no longer posed any serious problem.
"Benefactor Chen, I still need to search elsewhere for Heaven-Crashing Objects. I'll take my leave first."
Fa Zang pressed his palms together.
"Take care, Master."
Lu Mian spoke.
"Take care as well, Benefactor Chen."
Fa Zang nodded, then turned and headed west.
Lu Mian continued toward the Sunflame Ancestral Court, his original destination.
Of course, he wanted to obtain more origin power too. It was a mysterious force capable of evolving his supernatural abilities.
But Lu Mian also knew that his current cultivation was nowhere near sufficient.
He had only obtained origin power this time because Monk Fa Zang had done most of the work. He had essentially picked up a bargain.
He couldn't count on that kind of luck every time.
If Lu Mian had to fight a cultivator at the third realm: Foundation Establishment head-on, even using every supernatural ability he possessed would, at best, let him survive. Winning would be almost impossible.
So he would go to the Sunflame Ancestral Court first.
He was the only person in this world with a system.
Other beings, whether cultivators, Weird Beings, or Evil Spirits, could only absorb origin power into their bodies to strengthen themselves.
The origin power did not dissipate, however. Its total amount remained essentially unchanged.
Once he was strong enough, it wouldn't be too late to compete for it.
Lu Mian traveled for another day. At dusk, he happened upon an abandoned roadside inn and decided to rest there.
He cleaned up a little, then released his heavenly fire mystic qi.
Sensing that