Li Fan had chatted with the head of the observatory long enough, though there were many more questions he wanted to ask, only a few matters were directly related to him. Outside, envoys from Immortal Palace and Xuanmen were waiting, as well as many disciples from Mo Zhu Mountain waiting for the assembly to decide the future strategic direction of Mo Zhu Mountain. So Li Fan excused himself and went to a courtyard behind the observatory to meditate and regulate his breath.
He really had worked all night long, not a drop of Taoist breath remained in his body, and he also wanted to rest, to take a nap and recover somewhat.
The Xuantian sword intent, being too lazy to squat and meditate with Li Fan, was fired up as soon as it heard about fighting Divine Teachings, insisting on sneaking into the meeting to eavesdrop, giving little Yao strategic advice.
