"Hmph, you don't need to know!"
Ling Xian'er gave a cold snort. Yet even wearing a faint frown, her beauty remained dazzling beyond compare. If that good-for-nothing who possessed nothing but a handsome face had seen her, his eyes would surely have lit up, and he would have been unable to control himself.
"Heh... Let's go back!"
Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes and glanced almost imperceptibly toward a nearby thicket before leaving with his two subordinates.
"I'm Wang Tianming. Thank you, miss, for saving me. I'll repay you someday!"
Wang Tianming watched in the direction Fang Yuan had left. A flash of hatred crossed his eyes, then he cupped his fists toward Ling Xian'er in thanks.
"We're all people of the martial world, so there's no need to be polite. But are you really planning to seek revenge on Fang Xu three years from now? He's not only the Young Master of Junshan Sect, he's also a renowned genius in the martial world!"
Ling Xian'er looked Wang Tianming up and down curiously. "Forgive my bluntness...but with your talent and cultivation, I'm afraid that'll be incredibly difficult!"
Wang Tianming's body trembled.
Junshan Sect was a first-rate sect in the world, with experts emerging one after another. Its Sect Master, Fang Tianhan, had reached Xiantian Great Perfection and ranked forty-ninth on the Martial Ranking!
With Fang Tianhan's personal instruction, Junshan Sect also had countless Divine Skill Secret Techniques and miraculous pills. Add to that Fang Xu's exceptional talent, and it was no wonder he had achieved so much.
He was behind in every way from the starting line. How could he ever catch up?
"Even if it's difficult, I still have to do it!"
Wang Tianming clenched his fists. "Within three years, I'll catch up to his cultivation!"
He had learned a