The Mid-Autumn Festival is a time for family reunions, but on Yuanling Mountain, and in the Cultivation Realm, there was no such custom.
Fang Qingyuan opened his eyes in the Quiet Chamber of his thatched cottage. A flicker of disappointment crossed his mind before vanishing. His cultivation hadn't progressed an inch today, same as the past few days.
He had hit another bottleneck. But this time, Fang Qingyuan's mindset was much more relaxed than when he was stuck at the Third-Layer Qi Refining.
Straightening his robes, Fang Qingyuan got up and went into the courtyard. At this moment, the small yard was bustling with activity.
Yinbao was sleeping, while Jinbao was dashing madly around the yard, evading the clutches of the two little ones, Liu Xun and Qu Wujie.
That's right. Fang Qingyuan had also brought the two children to the mountaintop to cultivate. This was a Tier Two Middle Grade Spiritual Land, and cultivating here was much faster than at the foot of the mountain.
