"Oh?" Chu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at Song Xiang, "Tell me and listen."
"We can find a disciple of General Ranking who ranks higher than Fang Han, promise him a lot of profit, and let him find a reason to provoke Fang Han, and then 'miss' and injure Fang Han."
Song Xiang had a sinister smile on his face.
"Although you will be punished by the sect afterwards, as long as the compensation we give you afterwards far exceeds your losses, there will definitely be someone willing to take over this 'deal'."
Chu Feng Hearing this, a ray of light suddenly burst out from his eyes, his body leaned forward slightly, and his fingers stopped tapping on the table.
The air in the study seemed to freeze for an instant, and the candlelight flickered slightly.
He stared at Song Xiang and asked slowly.
"This plan... is feasible, but are you sure you can find a suitable candidate?"
"The ranking must be high enough to stabilize Fang Han, but also be willing to take risks for resources, and be able to withstand the sect's investigation afterwards?"
Song Xiang saw Chu Feng moved and said quickly.
"Senior brother, don't worry, as long as the price is enough, someone will be interested."
Chu Feng fell silent, his eyes changing, and his fingers unconsciously tapped the table again, obviously weighing the pros and cons of this plan.
For a long time, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice.
"Okay! It's up to you! You go look for candidates, remember, the ranking must be at least within the top seventy, make sure nothing goes wrong!"
"The required resources will be withdrawn from my account. They must be done cleanly and without leaving any clues!"
Song Xiang quickly bowed to accept the order, with a cold smile on his face.
"Yes, senior brother, senior brother will definitely do it properly and will never let senior brother down!"
Chu Feng waved his hand, and Song Xiang understood and respectfully left the study.
In the morning, the rising sun shines on Zi Courtyard.
Fang Han had a simple breakfast in the cafeteria, then he carried Azure Edge Sword and walked steadily towards the Forest Clearing where he usually practices.
The morning air carries the freshness of the vegetation, inhaling the lungs and refreshing your spirit.
Just after passing through a bamboo forest, at the corner of the path ahead, a familiar figure came into view.
The man was wearing a silver-patterned green robe that could only be worn by core disciples. He had a tall and straight figure, a handsome face, and a gentle but unignorable heroic spirit between his brows.
It is Prodigy Ranking who is currently ranked ninety-third, no, it should be Wang Miao who is now ninetieth.
Wang Miao seemed to be heading to Yun Meng's residence. When he saw Fang Han, he paused slightly and showed a gentle smile on his face.
"Junior brother Fang Han."
Wang Miao spoke actively, with a clear voice.
"Wang Miao senior brother."
Fang Han stopped, raised his hands and saluted with respect in his tone.
He has always been grateful to this senior brother who stood up and spoke up for him when he was suppressed by Chu Feng.
If Chu Feng hadn't boarded Prodigy Ranking later, his status would have been no worse than Wang Miao.
Wang Miao's righteous words alone should be able to intimidate Chu Feng as well as Deacon and Elder who are close friends with Chu Feng.
"Going to practice early in the morning? No wonder you entered the realm so quickly. Now you are General Ranking eighty-seven, and your name is Twelve Courtyards."
"Although I am in True Transmission Courtyard, I have often heard your name. I have done a great job and have not let down your own talent."
Wang Miao's eyes stayed on Fang Han for a moment, a trace of imperceptible exclamation flashed across his eyes, and he smiled.
His praise came from the bottom of his heart. Looking at the calm young man in front of him, and recalling Younger Sister Wang Meng's assertion that "he can't be as talented as my brother", he couldn't help but feel a complicated ripple in his heart.
Who would have thought that in just over a year, this seemingly ordinary young man would have shown such amazing potential, and his rise would be even faster than his own back then.
Given time, boarding Prodigy Ranking is almost inevitable.
Thinking of Younger Sister, Wang Miao felt a faint trace of regret quietly deep in my heart.
If it had been... Well, time is also fate, and I missed it after all.
"Senior brother, you are overly praised."
Fang Han said modestly.
"Cultivation is fundamental, but it also requires relaxation. Okay, I won't delay your cultivation anymore. I'll go find my roommate and have a few words."
Wang Miao saw this, the admiration in his eyes became stronger, and he nodded.
"Senior brother, please excuse me."
The two of them said goodbye, and Fang Han watched Wang Miao's figure disappear deep into the bamboo forest path, then turned around and continued walking towards the open space.
When I came to the open space where I usually practiced, I was surrounded by silence, except for the rustling of the treetops in the morning breeze.
Fang Han slowly pulled out Azure Edge Sword. The cold sword blade shed a luster like autumn water in the morning light.
However, his brows frowned slightly, almost imperceptibly.
Touching the sword body lightly with his fingertips, he can clearly feel that as his cultivation level reaches the sixth level, Internal Qi becomes more and more refined and concise. The Azure Edge Sword that has been with him for a long time in his hand is already somewhat unable to fully withstand the majestic Internal Qi when it is fully activated.
There was a faint trembling sound coming from the sword, as if it was overwhelmed.
Low-grade weapons, both in terms of strength and endurance for Internal Qi, are already slightly insufficient for Middle Third Grade warriors.
If the weapon is damaged or even broken in a fierce battle, the consequences will be disastrous.
"It's time to get a better sword..."
Fang Han thought to himself.
However, exchanging it for a long sword suitable for his current level of cultivation would require at least several hundred contribution points.
At this moment, he only has 70 contribution points left in Identity Jade Token, which is far from enough.
"We have to wait until the contribution points are released next month."
Suppressing the thoughts in his mind, Fang Han gathered his mind and focused his attention on Sword Technique's cultivation.
Azure Edge Sword vibrates, and <Wind Shadow Fatal Sword> unfolds.
The sword light suddenly appeared, strange and unpredictable, filled with fierce killing intent, causing the surrounding airflow to hiss.
His understanding of the samadhi of "strangeness, absoluteness, and speed" became more and more profound, and as the sword moves moved, a sense of harmony and ease, and the gradual emergence of meaning became more and more obvious.
Not only did his cultivation level break through to the sixth level, <Wind Shadow Fatal Sword> also made great progress due to his hard work day and night and the terrifying increase of sixty-four times Sword Art Talent.
Although he has not yet broken through to the next realm, he can clearly feel that the window paper leading to the "Proficiency Realm" realm is as thin as cicada wings.
"We will definitely be able to break through within these three to five days at most!"
Fang Han estimated in his mind that Sword Intent was getting stronger and faster, and he was completely immersed in the world of Sword Technique.
Time passes, and a few days fly by in the blink of an eye.
This morning, in the open space, the sword wind roared.
In the hands of Fang Han, Azure Edge Sword turned into afterimages. The sword light flickered, sometimes like a poisonous snake spitting out messages, cunning and cruel; sometimes like a fleeting shadow in the wind, changing rapidly.
His mind is empty and he forgets both things and himself. He only has the ultimate pursuit of Sword Technique.
Suddenly, when the "Shadow Kill" move is performed to the extreme, the sword light differentiates, seems real and illusory, and elusive--
"Buzz!"
Azure Edge Sword made a clear and long sword cry, as if it resonated with some kind of rhythm of heaven and earth.
Fang Han felt as if there was a thunderous explosion in his mind, and a certain barrier that had been troubling him for a long time was suddenly cleared.
The sword moves in his hand change according to the situation and are swung freely, all with the true meaning of "Wind Shadow's ultimate kill".
The "Wind Momentum" triggered by Sword Intent suddenly skyrocketed, from the original "10%" to "15%"!
The sword speed is faster, the trajectory is more treacherous, and the killing intent is more focused!
Within a few feet, the air seemed to be cut by invisible Sword Intent, and a low whimper emitted.
The fallen leaves on the ground rose up without any wind, circling and flying, but were instantly crushed to pieces by the fierce Sword Intent!
"<Wind Shadow Fatal Sword>, Proficiency Realm!"
Fang Han slowly sheathed his sword and stood up, exhaling a breath of turbid air. Deep in his eyes, a light as sharp as a sword appeared and then disappeared.
The power of the Proficiency Realm level <Wind Shadow Fatal Sword> has increased by at least 50% compared to Minor Accomplishment.
Now based on this Sword Technique alone, he is confident that his General Ranking ranking will improve a lot.
Not far away, in another open space, Yun Qianyue, dressed in purple, was practicing his sword. The light of the sword was as cold as the moonlight.
Unlike Fang Han, the place where she practices her sword is not fixed. As long as it is convenient to a place with few people, this time she chose a place not far from Fang Han.
"Hmm...?"
Fang Han The sudden burst of strong Sword Intent and changes in airflow instantly caught her attention.
She sheathed her sword and stood up, turning around to look, her cold eyes fell on Fang Han, her eyebrows above the purple gauze frowned imperceptibly, and her pupils shrank quietly.
"His Sword Technique... has it exceeded Proficiency Realm?"
Yun Qianyue made waves in his heart.
She came into contact with High Grade Sword Technique earlier than Fang Han, and now she is just practicing High Grade Sword Technique to Minor Accomplishment.
Fang Han cultivates <Wind Shadow Fatal Sword>, which is known for its high difficulty. Logically speaking, it is even more difficult to cultivate than her. How could she break through to the Proficiency Realm so quickly?
"Go over... to confirm?"
She hesitated for a moment, then moved lightly and walked in the direction of Fang Han.
Coming closer, she carefully observed Fang Han performing Sword Technique, and felt the majestic wind mobilized by Fang Han Sword Technique. She no longer had any doubts in her mind.
Fang Han's Sword Technique has indeed reached the level of the Proficiency Realm!
First, he surpassed himself in cultivation, and now even Sword Technique has surpassed himself.
An indescribable complex emotion surged into my heart, including shock, unwillingness, and a hint of loss, but more importantly, it was the awe-inspiring feeling of facing a genius even more evil than myself.
Fang Han got acquainted with Sword Technique after the breakthrough, and was about to end the morning's practice. When he turned around, he saw Yun Qianyue standing quietly beside him.
"I noticed you practicing beside me before. Is your practice over?"
Fang Han looked as usual and said hello.
The two of them are both top disciples of Zi Courtyard, and they also participated in Seven Sects Competition together. Although they don't have close friendships on weekdays, they can be considered acquaintances.
"I just sensed that Sword Qi is booming on your side, and there seems to be a breakthrough. I came over to take a look out of curiosity, but I never wanted to disturb your practice."
Yun Qianyue nodded slightly, and a cold voice came through the veil, with a hint of apology in his tone.
"No, I have finished practicing."
Fang Han shook his head and said.
"Get ready to eat in the cafeteria."
"What a coincidence, I'm about to go to the cafeteria too."
Yun Qianyue answered.
Walking to the cafeteria with Fang Han, her eyes fell on Fang Han with a bit of inquiry.
"Your Sword Technique breakthrough must have greatly improved your strength. When are you going to General Ranking Martial Dao Stele for testing?"
"I plan to go in the afternoon. It's near the end of the month. I just want to test it out and improve some rankings. The contribution rewards next month will also be richer."
Fang Han hesitated for a moment and said.
"I also have this intention. In that case, why not do it as before?"
Yun Qianyue had a flash of interest in his eyes and then said.
She took the initiative to extend the invitation because she wanted to take a closer look at Fang Han's current strength and feel the gap between herself and Fang Han.
"Okay."
Fang Han glanced at Yun Qianyue, did not refuse, and nodded.
The two of them walked side by side towards the cafeteria. Along the way, other disciples who had finished their cultivation were walking towards the cafeteria in twos and threes.
Chen Ying, who became Song Xiang's eyeliner, mingled in the crowd, with his head lowered, but his eyes occasionally glanced at Fang Han and Yun Qianyue, who were walking side by side in front of them.
When he vaguely heard the words "afternoon", "General Ranking Martial Dao Stele", "test" and other words, Chen Ying's footsteps suddenly stopped, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
He no longer went to the canteen, but quickly changed direction, hurriedly walking towards Zi Courtyard, and his figure quickly disappeared at the end of the fork in the road.