"Do the training grounds have enough space?"
Fei Changnong nodded, "What else?"
"It's sufficiently quiet. I don't want to be disturbed every few days..."
Fang Xing replied with a smile.
"Junior brother truly is a dedicated cultivator."
Fei Changnong showed a hint of difficulty.
Seeing this, Fang Xing discreetly slipped a Flying Squirrel Bag over.
In any system, as long as humans are managing it, there will definitely be personal connections and various relationships.
Fei Changnong's sleeve moved as he unobtrusively took the Flying Squirrel Bag, glanced inside at the talismanic money, and his smile became a few degrees more genuine, "Indeed, those who seek large training grounds, our sect does have them; however, they are mostly remote, causing insufficient Evil Qi and Gang Qi, making mana cultivation and recovery unfavorable... but you've come at the right time. How about this assignment?"
He tore off a page of golden paper and handed it to Fang Xing.
