After Wei Lang finished speaking, the various sects dispersed one after another.
Jiang Fan bade farewell to Lin Yang.
"Senior Sister Lin, then we'll meet again in three days!"
Lin Yang nodded and asked,
"You still aren't going with the sect?"
Jiang Fan glanced at Jiang Ming and Lin Yan.
"It would be inconvenient to bring the two of them along!"
"Let's act separately."
Lin Yang nodded slightly.
"All right, then!"
"But remember the time!"
"Don't delay!"
"In the first stage of the grand competition, you took the field and won back two matches for the sect. I think that in the second stage, the Palace Master and the elders will probably have you take the field again!"
Jiang Fan smiled.
"Got it!"
After parting ways with Lin Yang, Jiang Fan led Jiang Ming and Lin Yan toward the mountain gate of the Myriad Manifestations Pavilion.
They had just reached the mountain gate when a voice came from far away.
"Brother Jiang, wait!"
Jiang Fan turned around and saw Zhu Jiuyang and Ling Wuchen walking over with the people from the Lihuo Divine Sect and Heavenly Sword Valley.
"It's the two of you?"
"Long time no see!"
A smile appeared on Jiang Fan's face.
Zhu Jiuyang hurried forward and cupped his hands.
"Brother Jiang, long time no see!"
"Three years have passed, but you're still as impressive as ever, Brother Jiang!"
Ling Wuchen also exchanged pleasantries.
"I saw you turn the tide on the arena a few days ago, Brother Jiang. I was truly impressed!"
"However, since the two of us had to prepare for the grand competition that followed, we couldn't congratulate you in person at the time. Please forgive us!"
Jiang Fan shook his head.
"You're too kind!"
"It was only an ordinary match!"
"Besides..."
He paused.