Hearing what Chen Huicheng said, Fang Qingyuan felt a little ashamed. His own disciple's cultivation had reached such a level, and he hadn't even known. 'I've been far too derelict in my duties as Sect Leader.'
With this in mind, Fang Qingyuan asked Chen Huicheng if he needed anything. However, Chen Huicheng shook his head, saying he had no needs.
Left with no other choice, Fang Qingyuan gave him a few powerful High-Tier Talismans for self-defense. Then, standing before the sect's main gate, he and the others watched him depart into the distance.
After he left, Fang Qingyuan went to Nine Stars Square. This newly built Marketplace was becoming increasingly bustling, with Cultivators coming and going in an endless stream. The daily flow of people was over ten thousand.
