Country of Lan, Ku Xuan Sect.
"So, are you done?"
Fang Yuan stood proudly in midair, looking down at the sect gates and the dense crowd of cultivators.
Even though the Ku Xuan Sect had Immortals and had activated their protective array early, the cultivators did not feel safe at all.
"It's the 'source of calamity', Situ Zhaixing!"
Many cultivators cried out in fear, treating Fang Yuan like a mobile natural disaster.
"According to Senior's instructions, we've gathered everything you asked for. But we really don't have the missing page that you mentioned nor top body refining techniques that fit your requirements…" A peak Nascent Soul elder said nervously while handing over a storage bag.
"Not even a single technique?"
Fang Yuan furrowed his brows after scanning the bag with his spiritual will.
The cultivators beneath him were frightened and on edge, fearing that he might start fighting because he did not like what he saw.
