Fang Hao did not stupidly run through the mountain forest. Are you kidding? He was a Nascent Soul Stage expert now; why use his legs when he could fly? Although keeping a low profile was the golden rule, there was no need to wrong himself by scurrying through the forest like a rabbit. He landed on a secluded hilltop, swept his Divine Sense around, and confirmed that there was not even a Qi Refinement Stage Cultivator within dozens of miles, only a few Foundation Establishment Stage small Demon Beasts napping in their respective territories. It was very safe.
