Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, ten years had passed since Fang Yuan's simulation this time. During the period he returned to Shu Mountain, no tasks came his way, and Fang Yuan was content with the peace, focusing solely on accumulating mana.
Recently, his junior disciple Chen Lan had also been accepted into Shu Mountain and was diligently cultivating in the Lower House. However, due to Chen Lan's karmic connection with Jingshan, leaving the Lower House would be easy for him; at present, it was just a formality.
While Fang Yuan was immersed in his dedicated cultivation, a spiritual talisman arrived at his cave.
"A mission..."