Thinking of this, Zhang Rongfang poured himself another glass of wine and brought it to his lips.
"Drinking alone?" Suddenly, a purple figure gently sat down opposite him.
It is Xu Miaotong.
The mysterious woman in the Golden Wing Tower remained expressionless, her skin as white as jade.
But unlike before, although she remained expressionless, her gaze towards Zhang Rongfang carried a distinct seriousness.
"What? My cultivation method has been found?" Zhang Rongfang raised an eyebrow.
"Originally, I should have been the one teaching you, but..." There was a clear hint of envy in Xu Miaotong's eyes.
"After updating your information, the higher-ups have decided to change the training method for you. Another person will personally teach you movement techniques and lightness skills."
"Another one?" Zhang Rongfang now knew that the person in front of him was the only Eagle Rank member in the entire Tanyang.
For the Golden Wing Tower, which covers the entire Shan Province, the Eagle Rank is considered a high-level building.
And now, there are even higher-ups teaching me.
A sense of curiosity arose in his heart.
"You were the one who dealt with the Black Ten Sect before, weren't you?" Xu Miaotong said softly.
"How could that be? I'm not that good." Zhang Rongfang naturally wouldn't admit it.
He had come to understand that even within the Golden Wing Tower, members could not freely view each other's information.
They will only temporarily coordinate with the command when the task requires it.
"Fine, it's up to you if you don't want to talk about it. The Black Ten Sect has already found some clues. If it's you, you must prepare as soon as possible."
That group of people are not to be underestimated. They have a lot of informants and specialize in cleaning up potential hazards for others. Therefore, some Spirit Person stand behind them.
Of course, if you didn't do it, then it's fine.
She paused, then continued, "I've come this time just to deliver a message to you."
She reached out and gently handed over an envelope that carried a faint scent of peach blossoms.
Without saying anything more, he got up, left his seat, and went downstairs.
To outsiders, Xu Miaotong seemed like a shy young girl who sent a love letter to the person she admired, and then, unable to contain her shyness, turned around and hurriedly went downstairs.
Soft, friendly laughter drifted from the surroundings.
Zhang Rongfang reached out and picked up the letter. The letter wasn't sealed, and the Letter Paper inside easily slid out.
The above expands to show only one address.
'77 Shanlan Road, 8 PM tonight.'
Zhang Rongfang closed the Letter Paper, his expression unchanged, and continued eating his side dishes and drinking by himself.
Shortly after, he finished his meal, paid the bill, and left.
In the afternoon, he didn't go anywhere; he just stayed at home practicing martial arts.
After mastering the Flame Emperor Talisman, he still has three other skills to learn Soul Fixing Talisman, the Mixed Origin Talisman, Gathering Spirit Talisman.
The Spirit Snake Body Method had already Breaking Limits, and all movement techniques had been mastered to their extremes.
If he could also acquire the Golden Wing Tower's movement techniques and lightness skills, he would be able to push his movement techniques to an extremely exaggerated level.
Before we knew it, after dinner, the night was growing dark.
Shanlan Road in Tanyang is the most concentrated area of the entire Tanyang Music Workshop.
Of the seven large music halls, five are located here.
Every night, this place becomes bustling with traffic and crowds.
Richly dressed guests came and went in an endless stream, while beautiful and charming female musicians, holding various musical instruments, continuously played one moving piece of music after another on the music hall Music Tower.
This place is much more upscale than a brothel. The female musicians here sell their art but not their bodies. Some of the musicians are even highly accomplished in music and lyrics, and they often perform accompaniment music at major celebrations and in the mansions of officials and nobles.
77 Shanlan Road is a solitary manor situated between two Music Tower.
Two servants dressed in black stood guard at the gate of the manor.
Zhang Rongfang slowly stood in front of the door and looked around.
The word 'extreme' was written in large characters on the door.
Black door with white lettering, clear and eye-catching.
"Master Zhang, you've come at just the right time. The master has just returned and is in the garden," the servant on the right whispered.
Zhang Rongfang was not surprised that the other person recognized him. He nodded, stepped forward, and pushed the door open to enter.
The door wasn't a large, heavy door; you could push it open gently and enter.
Inside is a lush and verdant garden.
Yellow and green plants and trees are mixed together.
A path paved with pebbles appears and disappears in the woods. Deep within, the sound of a stream flowing gently can be heard.
Zhang Rongfang followed the cobblestone path all the way in, until he reached the deepest part of the path.
The path merges into a Daoist temple paved with bluestone bricks.
The entire dojo was designed in the shape of an open paper fan.
A person stands in the center of the paper fan.
Zhang Rongfang looked closely and felt that the person looked slightly familiar.
"Don't be afraid." A calm, slightly awkward female voice came from the person.
"Come closer."
Zhang Rongfang felt reassured; the Golden Wing Tower's powerful intelligence capabilities would be very beneficial to his future development.
In addition, he can also investigate his sister's situation through the Golden Wing Tower.
Although Zhang Rongyu was not his biological sister, but a relative from his previous life, he felt obligated to repay her kindness in this life.
Considering all these factors, his joining the Golden Wing Tower would be neither beneficial nor harmful.
He paused, then slowly approached.
Only when I got closer could I see the person's appearance clearly.
The other person was dressed in a white dress, with long hair reaching her waist, and a silver hairband that was faintly visible.
There was no mask on their face.
But the stiff facial features made it clear at a glance that he was disguised.
She is a woman who appears plain and ordinary, yet whose temperament is unpredictable.
"Have we met before?" Zhang Rongfang felt that he vaguely recognized the face.
"Is that so?" The woman raised her hand and smoothed her flowing black hair.
"These things are not important." Her gaze fell on Zhang Rongfang. "He was able to assassinate the Mountain Opening Daoist. He was able to use Third Grade burst -Breaking Limit Skill at Qinghe Temple to assassinate Fourth Grade- or Fifth Grade Master and still escape unscathed."
Despite being besieged by the Black Ten Sect, they dared to brazenly capture people to break through the encirclement.
You are very good.
"Thank you for the compliment." Zhang Rongfang's heart stirred slightly. Before he came, he had also wondered how much the Golden Wing Tower knew about him.
Now it seems that the other party really did investigate everything about him.
Then I think back to how the Red Dog King died in such a miserable way.
Such intelligence capabilities are truly impressive. "May I ask your name?" he asked in a deep voice.
"Ye Bai," the woman replied softly. "You... where were we?"
Zhang Rongfang was slightly taken aback, but fortunately, Ye Bai remembered it before he could remind him.
"By the way, if I'm not mistaken, you should have just turned twenty-six this year, right?" Ye Bai.
"..." Zhang Rongfang hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped. "Actually..."
"At twenty-six years old, to have reached this level is quite impressive. You could be considered a genius." Ye Bai nodded.
"Based on the hierarchy within the building, I will grant you Eagle Rank authority." She smiled slightly. "It's a pity you're a bit too old; you're still a little short of becoming a Spirit Grade candidate. Otherwise, you could have obtained a better Spirit Grade movement technique."
Zhang Rongfang couldn't hold back any longer.
"My lord, I am only eighteen years old this year, not twenty-six."
"Eighteen?" Ye Bai's face held a hint of reminiscence. "I used to think I'd be sixteen forever."
She stopped paying attention to that.
"But I..." Zhang Rongfang wanted to say something more. He was naturally unwilling to be downgraded one level for no reason and not be able to obtain better martial arts skills.
"Alright, I can stay in Shan Province for another week. You can come here to find me every day during this week," Ye Bai interrupted him.
Eagle Rank is considered top-tier in every city, but she has seen far too many of them here.
Because the entire Great Ling, even just the Shan Province alone is far too big.
"Alright. Thank you, sir!" Zhang Rongfang quickly clasped his hands in thanks.
"No need." Ye Bai's smile slowly faded. "By the way, can you tell me what your dreams are for the future?"
"Dream?" Zhang Rongfang was taken aback.
He thought about it carefully, only to find that he had nothing worth having as a dream.
A strange sense of bewilderment slowly crept into his heart.
"No?" Ye Bai wasn't surprised. "Then forget it."
Suddenly, White Shadow flashed.
Her figure appeared suddenly beside Zhang Rongfang as if from a phantom, her right hand gently resting on his shoulder.
"Let's feel the bones first."
With a press of her hand, a strange force immediately pressed down on Zhang Rongfang, rendering him completely immobile.
This force was extremely heavy and strange, seemingly appearing and disappearing intermittently, specifically targeting every force generated by the muscles.
"Hmm?" Ye Bai suddenly let out a soft exclamation.
"Seventh Grade?? You're actually Seventh Grade??" Her expression was shocked.
At the same time, his fingers moved like wheels, tapping repeatedly on Zhang Rongfang's body, landing on different bones.
"Wait! What's this??" Ye Bai grabbed Zhang Rongfang's wrist and saw clear Eagle Claw Skill marks on it.
"This is a low-grade Breaking Limits? You used Third Grade Superior Martial Arts as a foundation, and then added a low- Fourth Grade martial art? No wonder, no wonder you made such rapid progress."
"If one has high comprehension, practicing low-grade martial arts will be twice as effective with half the effort. It's a pity." A trace of regret flashed in Ye Bai.
At this moment, Zhang Rongfang also recovered from the terrifying skills of his opponent and suppressed the fear in his heart.
"What a pity."
He didn't think he had done anything wrong.
"Unfortunately, you don't know that the human body has its limits. There's also a limit to the number of times you can Breaking Limits," Ye Bai said softly.
"Ninety-nine percent of people Breaking Limits a maximum of nine times. A small number of exceptionally talented individuals can do it more than ten times. But unfortunately, you are not one of those rare individuals."
"You mean...?" Zhang Rongfang's heart skipped a beat. "I can only Breaking Limits nine times at most...?"
Ye Bai paused for a moment, then shook his head slightly.
"Wrong. Your root bone has a maximum limit of eight uses."
"." Zhang Rongfang.
Ye Bai met Zhang Rongfang's astonished gaze.
"Hmm, it can still be broken one more time."
"My lord," Zhang Rongfang swallowed hard, "Is there any way I can remedy this?"
Ye Bai shook his head.
"You probably started by secretly practicing low-level martial arts on your own, without Asking Master, right?"
Zhang Rongfang remained silent.
That's definitely true.
"That's why Superior Martial Arts are so precious. Superior Martial Arts, even ultimate techniques, have a greater and more comprehensive effect on a person. And they are less harmful to the body."
In comparison, low-grade martial arts are much inferior.
Hanyong County was quite talented back then, but he also died from a ruptured heart because he didn't use superior Superior Martial Arts as his main training method.
Han Shisan's name still circulates in the martial arts world to this day, which is a pity.
Ye Bai sighed.
"Forget it, even if you learn the Golden Roc Secret Record now, it won't be of much use."
Zhang Rongfang was speechless.
The woman in front of me was incredibly arrogant. It was as if Eighth Grade was no different from a second or third-rank official in her eyes.
Even Han Shisan, who was praised as having unparalleled talent, was merely considered "good" in this person's eyes.
"Alright, are you sure you still want to learn? If not, I can offer this opportunity as compensation. For example, Treasure Medicine that can mend your damaged bones and muscles," Ye Bai said calmly.
"Is there really no way to salvage this?" Zhang Rongfang asked, unwilling to give up.
"No. You've already used up four chances to Breaking Limits on low-grade martial arts; this is an irreversible limit." Ye Bai shook his head.
"I have a Dragon Snake Movement Technique of the True One Sect. It's not low-grade, is it?" Zhang Rongfang couldn't help but ask.
"Incomplete, it's just a low-grade product."
"What will happen if I reach the Eighth Grade in the future?"
"You will stagnate and reach your limit in this lifetime," Ye Bai replied softly. "But you have good comprehension. Even without Breaking Limits, you may still be able to make a name for yourself. Purely practicing techniques and secret skills can also improve your strength to some extent."