This time, the three people sent by Master Chongxuan, including Chen Han, all have Spiritual Veins.
Their strength has long been set, even if they cultivate, they can only practice techniques and the like.
So whether they practice or not is inconsequential.
Thus, they have plenty of time to do other things, such as guard duties or investigations.
Zhang Rongfang glanced at the three, seeing them all facing away from him, vigilantly surveying the surroundings.
He felt at ease enough to close his eyes.
Their ability to sense strength was clearly much lesser than Uncle Mingyuan and Master Chongxuan.
They wouldn't specifically detect the changes in his body.
Thus, now he could swiftly add points to enhance himself without disguise.
Just now, in the carriage, he raised the Spirit Gathering Talisman to a limit-breaking level.
Now, he planned to use up all the remaining points in one go.
The Golden Toad Skill remained stagnant, and going to Citong would take at least a month.
