Chu Qiurong didn't refuse and nodded at him, "Then I'll trouble you, Brother Fang."
Fang Yuan acted efficiently. After making simple arrangements for a few wounded soldiers, he led the two into the sect.
After following Fang Yuan all the way, Tu Nian finally realized that the Bi Hai Sect was indeed worthy of the reputation of being the richest sect in the world of immortal cultivation.
Not only are the architectural styles of the Bi Hai Sect luxurious, but even the daily necessities of the sect's disciples are extremely extravagant.
She originally thought that with that thousand-year-old dragon's breath sunflower, she could at least copy the Snow Valley to a similar level. But now, she saw that other people's furnishings were made of white jade bricks and emerald tiles. Just this one thing made it difficult for her to copy it.
On the way to the residence, Tu Nian was dazzled by what he saw, so he couldn't help but ask Chu Qiurong curiously, "Brother, are all the formation cultivators really that rich?"
Chu Qiurong answered hesitantly, "Let me put it this way, I always heard that people who practiced talismans were rich, but after seeing Master, I felt that it was just so-so."
Tu Nian combined this with Nie Yanchen's daily routine of entering the dust for a small time every three days and a large time every five days, and he immediately understood.
Even a large family and a large fortune could not withstand the ruin of a money-eating beast. With Nie Yanchen leading the Snow Valley like this, it was likely that they would never achieve anything.
The Bihai Gate was built on an archipelago on Qianji Lake, with long bridges connecting the islands.
The main island, the lake's center island, was home to a group of ordinary inner and outer disciples, and provided all the food, accommodation, and training needs of the sect. The many smaller islands surrounding it were separate residences for the core inner disciples, elders, and guests.
Tu Nian and Chu Qiurong were eventually arranged to stay on a small island near Fang Yuan's residence, where they rested, ate, and drank, waiting to meet the sect leader the next day.
After bidding farewell to the two, Fang Yuan went straight back to the island in the middle of the lake and entered a white ivory tower in the center of the island.
"Master, fellow uncles."
In the main hall of the Ivory Tower, Fang Yuan paid his respects to several elders seated there, then knelt upright on the cushion in front of him.
Not long after, the only old man without a beard among the several old men slowly spoke: "Tell me, what is the Immortal Attraction Formation?"
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