Xun Er Leaves, Fu Ye: How Can You Call Them Young If They Aren't Hot-Blooded?

Jia Nan Academy.

Inner Courtyard.

Back Mountain summit.

"Xun Er, your strength has already reached the peak of the Half-Saint realm. You only need one final push to break through to Dou Saint. Why did you drag me here instead of cultivating at a time like this? Is there something you need?"

Hearing Fu Ye's words, Xun Er pursed her lips.

"Hmph, it's just that Brother Fu Ye hasn't spent time chatting with me alone in ages."

Xun Er knew clearly that today was her last day at Jia Nan Academy.

Before long.

A group riding sixth-rank flying magical beasts appeared in the sky.

"Xun Er, those are the guards from your Ancient Clan, right? Their talent and strength are a bit lacking, but they're passable enough."

Hearing Fu Ye's words, a trace of resentment appeared on Xun Er's face.

"Brother Fu Ye, so you already knew I was leaving today."

"Of course. Nothing on the Dou Qi Continent can escape these eyes of mine."

"Then after Xun Er leaves, will Brother Fu Ye miss Xun Er?"

"If I say I won't, will you secretly run out and attack me?"

"Hehe, Brother Fu Ye, you really do read people well!"

Fu Ye: (ΩДΩ)

"Once you return, cultivate diligently. Some changes have occurred on the Dou Qi Continent. If you want enough strength to protect yourself, you must break through to Dou Saint as soon as possible."

Watching the approaching group in the distance, Fu Ye still felt somewhat helpless.

Still, if he wanted to stroll around the Ancient Clan, it would not be difficult.

At worst, he could give Gu Yuan a thorough beating.

This was, after all, a fantasy world where strength reigned supreme.

Absolute strength was equivalent to absolute privilege.

"Nyah nyah nyah, since Brother Fu Ye is