"Sister!"
Yun Qianyue said happily.
Yun Muyao nodded slightly to Yun Qianyue, signaling her to calm down, then turned his eyes to Yan Lu Elder, his tone was calm but with an invisible pressure.
"Yan Elder, I heard that my roommate was insulted for no reason and was taken to the Law Enforcement Hall. I came here to have a look."
"I was just listening to the verdict of Elder outside the palace... Those who provoke and insult fellow disciples without reason, and who take action first, are the punishments too light? Also, should self-defense and counterattack be punished?"
When Yan Lu Elder saw Yun Muyao, the muscles on his stiff face twitched slightly, and he stood up quickly, with an unnatural smile on his face.
"It turns out to be Senior Nephew Yun. Regarding this matter... I have found out that Zhao Kun is indeed inappropriate, and Fang Han is also excessive, so..."
Yun Muyao interrupted him directly, his voice still cold, but with a bit of a bit of chill.
"Is there anything too extreme? Yan Elder, if according to my temper, someone dares to insult my sister with such filthy words, it would be an easy thing to cut off his tongue!"
"Fang Han just wounded him, but he has taken care of the friendship between his fellow students, so please show mercy!"
"In this judgment, do you think that my sister, Yun Muyao, can be insulted by others?"
These words were extremely rude and contained a hint of questioning.
Yan Lu Elder His forehead suddenly became sweaty.
Yun Muyao is not only the second senior sister of the sect, but also the eighteenth genius of Prodigy Ranking, with a transcendent status and extremely wide connections.
Even though Chu Feng, who is also the genius True Disciple, is far inferior to her, it is definitely not something that an ordinary Law Enforcement Hall Elder like him can easily offend.
He secretly cursed Zhao Kun and Chu Feng for causing him so much trouble, but he had to put a smile on his face.
"Master Nephew Yun's words are serious. I didn't think carefully, and the punishment was indeed wrong."
He quickly changed his words and his tone was decisive.
"Re-ruling, Zhao Kun, provoked for no reason, insulted fellow sects, took the lead in attacking, the crime will be increased to one level! The sect's contribution will be confiscated for one year, and the sect's contribution will be confiscated for one month after recovery!"
"Fang Han, self-defense and counterattack, extenuating circumstances, no punishment!"
Zhao Kun heard this, as if struck by lightning, his face turned pale and he opened his mouth.
But after meeting Yun Muyao's cold gaze, he swallowed his words back, his eyes full of fear and despair.
"So, is Senior Nephew Yun still satisfied?"
Yan Lu Elder looked carefully at Yun Muyao.
Yun Muyao glanced at Zhao Kun lightly, said nothing more, and said to Fang Han and Yun Qianyue.
"Let's go."
The three of them stopped staying and turned around to leave Law Enforcement Hall.
Walking out of the Law Enforcement Hall, the sun shines on me again.
Fang Han stopped, faced Yun Qianyue, and bowed solemnly.
"What happened today was caused by me, which caused you to be humiliated. I am very ashamed. I am here to apologize to you."
"It doesn't have to be like this. It's not your fault, it's Zhao Kun and the people behind the scenes who are despicable."
Yun Qianyue shook his head slightly, the voice under the purple gauze was still cold, but there was no intention of blaming him.
"Are you going to Martial Dao Stele?"
Yun Muyao saw that his sister had no grudges, and her expression softened a little under the white veil, and she asked.
"Yes." Yun Qianyue nodded.
"It's okay, let's go and have a look together."
Yun Muyao seems casual and authentic.
The three of them then went to General Ranking Martial Dao Stele Square together.
Yun Muyao, Prodigy Ranking, the eighteenth and second senior sister of the sect, was walking with him. Wherever he passed, the disciples stepped out of their way to salute and cast awe-inspiring looks. No one dared to come forward and disturb him.
When we came to the huge General Ranking Martial Dao Stele, there were many disciples in the square, but when they saw Yun Muyao, they all became much quieter subconsciously.
"Qian Yue, you go first."
Yun Muyao said to his sister.
Yun Qianyue nodded slightly and stepped forward to test.
After a moment, the light froze - No. 192!
Compared with 196 last month, it improved by four places.
This improvement is quite good for the top two hundred disciples of General Ranking.
Then, it was Fang Han's turn.
Countless eyes focused on him instantly, full of curiosity and expectation.
Some people recognized Fang Han and knew that Fang Han had just been tested last month. They were even more excited and looked forward to how much the ranking could be improved in this test.
Fang Han holds his breath and concentrates, Azure Edge Sword unsheathes!
Sixth-Rank Early Stage Internal Qi exploded without reservation, Proficiency Realm level <Wind Shadow Fatal Sword> exerted all its strength.
The sword light was like a rainbow splitting the sky, with a fierce connotation of tearing everything apart, and it struck the monument boldly.
"Boom!!"
Martial Dao Stele shines brightly and vibrates violently.
After the name Fang Han, the numbers began to beat crazily!
Eighty-seven... eighty... seventy... sixty... fifty-seven...
Finally, under the gaze of countless extremely shocked eyes, the numbers suddenly froze--
Fifty-seven!
The entire square fell into a dead silence!
A total of 30 places were promoted at one time. This ranking improvement is really exaggerated.
People who knew that Fang Han had been tested just last month were even more stunned and couldn't believe their eyes.
In one month, he was promoted thirty places, from eighty-seven to fifty-seven!
What a terrifying speed of improvement is this?!
"Promoted by a full 30 positions?!"
Yun Qianyue The bright eyes above the purple gauze suddenly shrank, and their pupils were filled with extreme shock.
Last month, Fang Han was promoted eight places, which already surprised her, but this time... it was simply appalling.
'It's a bit underestimated!'
Even Yun Muyao, who had always been calm and composed, showed an expression of surprise that was difficult to conceal for the first time on his beautiful face.
She considers herself to be extremely talented. When she rose from Zi Courtyard, she had never experienced such an exaggerated promotion speed.
He rose to 30 places in one month, and he is within the top 100 of the fiercely competitive General Ranking!
The potential of Fang Han is far higher than she had previously estimated.
"No. 57..."
Fang Han slowly put away his sword and looked at the number "fifty-seven" on the monument, feeling slightly surprised.
He knew that as his strength improved, his ranking would inevitably rise, but he never expected to reach 57th place in one fell swoop.
It can only be said that the cultivation efficiency brought about by the superposition of sixty-four times Root Bone Talent and sixty-four times Sword Art Talent is truly beyond imagination.
He moved his eyes upward, scanning the names at the top, and finally paused briefly at the ninth position.
There is still a gap with Chu Feng, but the gap has been narrowed a lot.
A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately regained his composure, turned around, and left the square with Yun Qianyue and Yun Muyao.
Behind him, the huge uproar and discussion surged like a tidal wave and lasted for a long time.
After walking along the bluestone path for a while, the hustle and bustle of the square was far behind, and the surrounding area gradually became quiet, with only the rustling of bamboo leaves in the wind.
Fang Han stopped and said to the Yun sisters beside him.
"Senior Sister Yun, I still have some cultivation experience that I need to go back and sort out, so I'll take my leave first."
When sisters Yun Muyao and Yun Qianyue met, they would inevitably have something private to say. It was not appropriate for him, an outsider, to be present, so he said goodbye very wisely.
"Junior Brother Fang, do it yourself."
Yun Muyao's eyes were as light as water, he paused on Fang Han's face for a moment, and nodded slightly.
Fang Han saluted again and nodded to Yun Qianyue.
Then he turned around and walked steadily in the direction of Zi Courtyard, and his back quickly disappeared at the end of the winding path.
"How have you been practicing lately?"
Seeing Fang Han's figure walking away, Yun Muyao turned his eyes to Yun Qianyue beside him and asked.
"I have accumulated enough cultivation and have reached the bottleneck of Seventh Rank. I just don't know how long it will take to break through."
Yun Qianyue took a gentle breath, the purple yarn flickered slightly with her breathing, and said.
"The way to practice is to relax and have a degree, and it will happen naturally. There is no need to be impatient."
Yun Muyao spoke calmly, with a reassuring certainty.
"You have a solid foundation and good understanding. Breakthrough is inevitable and it won't take too long."
"Grade Eight to Seventh Rank are the key to the accumulation and qualitative change of Internal Qi. Rushing can easily lead to mistakes, but taking things steadily is the right way."
"I understand, sister." Yun Qianyue responded, then changed the topic with a hint of concern in his tone.
"Sister, what have you been busy with lately? It feels like I haven't seen you for a while."
"I just left the sect and completed a task assigned by the sect. I just returned yesterday."
Yun Muyao said.
"Sister, why don't you come with me to Zi Courtyard and give me some guidance on how to practice Sword Technique?"
Yun Qianyue suggested.
"Forget it for today, I still have some things to deal with. I will teach you Sword Technique how to practice some other time. I'm leaving now."
Yun Muyao shook his head and said.
After saying that, her aqua-blue figure was like a stream of light, and disappeared in a few ups and downs, heading towards True Transmission Courtyard.
Yun Qianyue looked at the direction where his sister disappeared, and stood stunned for a moment, a little confused.
True Transmission Courtyard, Chu Feng's Courtyard.
The red lacquer courtyard door was closed tightly, and the courtyard was quiet.
Suddenly, a water-blue figure appeared in front of the courtyard like a ghost, it was Yun Muyao.
Her face lost the gentleness when she was talking to Yun Qianyue. Her face was as cold as frost, and her eyes were as cold as Mysterious Ice for thousands of years.
Pull out the sword from your waist and make a faint stroke at the heavy courtyard door!
"Tsk--!"
A light blue Sword Qi that was extremely condensed and as thin as a cicada's wings appeared out of thin air. It passed through the courtyard gate silently with a biting coldness and a sharpness that could tear everything apart.
"Crack... boom!"
The heavy wooden door broke from the middle, and the upper part suddenly collapsed inward, hitting the ground with a dull loud noise and throwing up a cloud of dust.
Yun Muyao moved lightly with lotus steps, stepped over the ruins, and walked straight into the courtyard.
"Who dares to be so presumptuous here!"
Hearing the movement, Chu Feng's figure flashed out of the study room.
When he saw the broken courtyard door and Yun Muyao standing proudly in the courtyard, his face suddenly changed. A trace of shock and anger first flashed in his eyes, and then turned into deep fear.
He suppressed his anger and cupped his hands.
"Senior Sister Yun? What do you mean? Why did you forcefully break into my residence?"
He tried to keep his voice as steady as possible, but the slightly trembling ending still revealed his inner unrest.
Yun Muyao ranks eighteenth among Prodigy Ranking, and his strength is far beyond what Prodigy Ranking, who is at the bottom, can match.
"Take good care of your dog. If you don't manage it well and disturb someone who shouldn't be disturbed, it won't be this door that gets broken next time."
Yun Muyao's eyes were like two ice picks, piercing Chu Feng, and his voice contained no emotion at all.
"Senior Sister Yun, where did you start with these words? I wonder where my subordinates offended Senior Sister? Please make it clear to Senior Sister!"
Chu Feng felt a shiver in his heart, with confusion on his face.