Fang Hao followed the temporarily assembled team of Loose Cultivators, rushing all the way, and after spending more than three days, finally reached the destination—Luoxia Peak on the north side of the Hundred Flowers Mountain Range.
Good heavens, this place was much livelier than where he had stayed before! From a distance, one could see a massive crowd gathered at the foot of the mountain, at least several hundred people. There were those wearing uniform attire, clearly Sect Disciples; there were fierce-looking groups of Loose Cultivators; and there were many lone wolves or small groups like Fang Hao, who had come to try their luck with temporary teams. It was bustling with noise and excitement, like a grand market.
The air was filled with a scent of excitement and greed. Everyone's gaze was eagerly fixed on the front—a huge rock wall on the mountainside of Luoxia Peak that had collapsed and been exposed due to an earthquake.
