The Heavenly Secret Ranking

Because of Ye Qingshi's privacy, Fang Can felt a little awkward about barging into her bedroom.

So for the entire night, Fang Can sat cross-legged outside her door and cultivated.

Combined with taking pills, the two effects didn't quite add up to one plus one equaling two, but they still reached 1.7 without a problem.

Feeling his recently steady aptitude continue to rise, Fang Can found himself cultivating with even greater enthusiasm.

Of course, as he cultivated, thoughts about aptitude also surfaced in his mind.

"Miss Ye doesn't seem to have slept very well tonight." Sitting cross-legged outside the door, Fang Can came to this conclusion.

As Ye Qingshi's signal receiver, he could clearly sense how her movements affected his aptitude.

His judgment was precise to the centimeter.

Standing by the door, he could clearly feel that she had spent the whole night tossing and turning in bed, weakening the signal.

"Is this lecher really going to camp outside my door and refuse to leave?"

Inside the girl's bedroom, the light went out. In the moonlight shining in from outside, Ye Qingshi could clearly make out a dark silhouette sitting cross-legged right outside her door.

Who could possibly stand seeing a shadow like that on their door, whether it was a ghost or a person?

Knowing Fang Can was outside her door, Ye Qingshi simply couldn't sleep through the long night.

She kept tossing and turning, glancing at the door now and then, wanting to know when he would leave.

But to her disappointment, the figure remained seated in the same spot without moving at all. Fang Can hadn't budged once before she finally ran out of energy and fell asleep.

Throughout the long night, Fang Can's body remained perfectly still. As he cultivated the Tiger-Subduing Dragon-Taming Golden Body, he also kept up his Flesh Alienation, making progress on both at once.

As the sun rose high the next day, the gains Fang Can had made overnight were plain to see.

Description Bar:

Flesh Alienation: 15%

Tiger-Subduing Dragon-Taming Golden Body: 35 vibrations per breath

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He hadn't even been training his body with all his strength. At this rate, he would only need two more days before he could attempt to break through to the second Mysterious Pass.

"At this rate, within two months, I can push my physical strength to the highest level of the Mortal Shedding Body at the Mysterious Pass Tenth Layer," Fang Can silently estimated.

Of course, all of this depended on him staying by Miss Ye's side like a burden for the next two months, day in and day out.

The thought of that scene was unbearable. It would damage her reputation, and he had fled here to escape trouble—he couldn't stay long.

As he quietly pondered this, the door behind him creaked open, and Ye Qingshi stepped outside, looking haggard.

Looking at the boy sitting like an old monk in meditation, the girl suppressed her urge to curse him and grumbled inwardly, "I have to make this lecher leave. What kind of behavior is it, standing guard outside a young lady's bedroom all night? It's utterly improper."

With these mixed feelings, she was just about to go out for a walk when she felt a chill down her spine. The ever-present nuisance had already followed close behind her.

"Ah!!!" Ye Qingshi snapped. "Can you stop following me? There are plenty of people in town, and I'm not the only pretty one. And if you're looking for beauty, why not take a look in the mirror? If that won't do, get one of those actors to put on some makeup. They might be just as pretty as me!"

Like a rapid-fire barrage, she vented all the resentment she had built up over the night. Then she saw Fang Can reply innocently, "Only Miss Ye is special. There's no substitute for you at the moment."

"Damn it..." Ye Qingshi gritted her teeth, but after a cold snort, she chose to leave, letting Fang Can stick to her like a plaster.

But she soon lost her composure, because Yan Zhi was approaching from a distance, pushing a wheelchair with a fawning smile. "Young Master Fang, here's what you asked us to find yesterday."

Fang Can smiled and thanked him. "Sorry for the trouble. Could I ask you to help me with something else?"

"Of course! Whatever you ask, Young Master Fang. I'd climb a mountain of blades or plunge into a sea of fire for you." Yan Zhi thumped his chest loudly.

"It's not that dangerous, just a little troublesome." As Fang Can spoke, he sat in the wheelchair and pointed at Ye Qingshi, who stood nearby, dumbfounded. "Could you push me along behind Miss Ye? Wherever she goes, I'll go too. It's best not to let me get too far away."

"Ah... this..." Yan Zhi stared blankly at Fang Can, not expecting him to have this in mind.

He leaned close and whispered, guessing at the reason. "Young Master Fang, if you like Junior Sister Ye, you should try another approach. Pursuing her relentlessly might backfire."

Not wanting to explain all over again the excuse he'd given Ye Qingshi, Fang Can looked up at him. "Are you trying to tell me what to do?"

"I wouldn't dare. Since Young Master Fang insists, I can only oblige."

Yan Zhi looked at Fang Can helplessly. He had already decided that Fang Can was a young man experiencing his first crush, clueless and with no experience, who could only make simple, clumsy gestures of affection.

Remembering his discussion with the hall master the previous day, Yan Zhi sighed inwardly. "Ah, the young don't yet know the taste of sorrow. I suppose I'll have to come up with a plan for them, old as I am."

Turning over possible strategies in his mind, Yan Zhi slowly pushed Fang Can after Ye Qingshi. Then he saw the girl, her expression icy, walk straight back inside without a word.

After all, going out like this would have been nothing short of performance art.

Looking at the girl back in her room, Yan Zhi lowered his gaze to the boy, who had his eyes closed as if resting but was actually cultivating intently. A profound sense of helplessness welled up in him.

Suddenly, he said, "Young Master Fang, the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion should be publishing its rankings this morning. Would you like to get a copy of the Heavenly Secret Ranking?"

"The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion?" Fang Can, who had only just arrived in this world, repeated to himself. He seemed to remember Jiang Ning'an mentioning this organization before.

Looking at Yan Zhi, Fang Can didn't want to ask what the Heavenly Secret Ranking was. He handed over ten taels of silver and said with feigned composure, "Then please buy me a copy of the Heavenly Secret Ranking. Keep the change."

"What are you saying, Young Master? Serving you is only right. I just hope you can give me some pointers on my martial arts." Yan Zhi took the silver with a grin and ran off at full speed.

Lost in thought, Fang Can gently knocked on Ye Qingshi's door.

"What?" The girl opened the door, clearly annoyed.

"Miss Ye, do you know what the Heavenly Secret Ranking is?" Fang Can asked seriously.

His intuition told him there was something unusual about the Heavenly Secret Ranking, so he went straight to Ye Qingshi, who didn't know martial arts, for an explanation.

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Who wouldn't know about the Heavenly..." Halfway through, the girl stared at Fang Can's face in surprise. "You don't actually know what the Heavenly Secret Ranking is, do you?"

"I do," Fang Can replied at once.

"Then tell me what it is."

Fang Can: ...

Looking at Fang Can's silence, Ye Qingshi's bright face broke into a smile, the corners of her mouth slowly curling upward until she couldn't hold it back.