After becoming the chief disciple,
Fang Chen received a fixed amount of contribution points and a supply of pills every month, so he no longer needed to run around completing sect missions for resources.
But he had also gained another responsibility,
and whenever he had time, he had to go to the Training Grounds to supervise the institute's disciples in their cultivation,
and offer guidance whenever anyone sought his advice.
One day,
Fang Chen arrived at the Training Grounds.
Quite a few disciples respectfully addressed him as Chief Disciple when they saw him arrive.
Some even came forward to ask about saber techniques, and Fang Chen patiently answered them one by one.
Everyone who received Fang Chen's guidance gained considerable insight,
and their admiration for Fang Chen grew even stronger!
Qin Lang also came to the Training Grounds as usual every day, without deliberately avoiding Fang Chen.
He had now accepted this fact and was cultivating his mental cultivation method even more diligently.
What surprised Fang Chen was that,
sometimes, Qin Lang would even take the initiative to discuss some insights into saber techniques with him!
Whenever Qin Lang felt that he had gained something, he would even thank Fang Chen!
This scene
not only surprised Fang Chen himself; the other disciples also found it unbelievable.
But soon, everyone understood.
Martial cultivation still had to continue,
so since Fang Chen was stronger, it was only natural to seek his guidance. Face was not as important as they had imagined!
After a while,
Liu Xuan led over a new disciple who looked somewhat nervous.
"Chief Disciple Fang,"
Liu Xuan introduced him with a smile,
"This is Junior Brother Xu, who just joined the sect recently."
The new disciple named Xu Hui hurriedly bowed respectfully,
his voice carrying a trace of excitement.