"Exactly, I Fang Yuan is Elder from the Fang Han family."
Fang Yuan said quickly.
The elder disciple's expression changed instantly, and the previous coldness and impatience disappeared instantly, replaced by an almost exaggerated enthusiasm and friendliness.
He quickly returned the salute with a hint of respect in his tone.
"Oh, it turns out it's the elder of the Fang True Disciple clan. I'm disrespectful and disrespectful. I'm very offended. I hope Haihan will do it!"
Fang Yuan was startled by this sudden change in attitude, and was a little unable to react.
Fang True Disciple?
When he came more than two months ago, Fang Han was General Ranking, the ninety-fifth. Although it was shocking, the attitude of the disciples on duty was only polite, far from being so respectful, even... with a hint of flattery?
Seeing Fang Yuan's confusion, the older disciple quickly explained with a smile:
"Don't you know, sir? Senior brother Fang Han is a genius, and he has recently become the 30th in General Ranking, ranking True Disciple! Now he no longer lives in Zi Courtyard, but in True Transmission Courtyard No. 35 Annex."
"Really...True Disciple? Thirtieth?"
Fang Yuan heard this, as if struck by lightning, he froze in place, his eyes widened suddenly, his face was filled with extreme shock and disbelief.
More than two months, from ninety-five to thirty? And you became a disciple of True Disciple?
This... this is simply like a fantasy!
But looking at the extremely sure and even awe-filled eyes of the disciple on duty, he knew that this was no joke.
An indescribable ecstasy suddenly rushed into his heart, almost making him dizzy.
After the surprise, there was a sense of relief.
Gong Clan is True Disciple Lineage, which made Fang Clan breathless, but now, he Fang Clan also has a True Disciple!
With Fang Han here, if Gong Clan still wants to bully Fang Clan wantonly, I'm afraid he has to think about it!
The pressure in my heart suddenly eased.
"Many... thank you for letting me know."
Fang Yuan's voice was slightly trembling with excitement. He tried to calm down and said with cupped hands.
"I wonder if I can pass it on for you..."
"Of course, sir, please wait a moment, I will go and send you a message right now!"
The older disciple said with an attentive attitude.
He asked Fang Yuan to wait where he was, and he turned around and walked quickly into the mountain gate, actually intending to go to True Transmission Courtyard himself to pass the message to Fang Yuan.
"Thank you, young hero."
Fang Yuan thanked him repeatedly, feeling filled with emotion in his heart. The power of True Disciple's disciples can be seen from this small detail.
The last time he came to visit, the disciple on duty asked a handyman disciple to inform Fang Han and asked Fang Han to come out to meet him on his own, and he had to give money for this.
Nowadays, it is the disciple on duty who is doing the errands himself, and his attitude is completely different.
Not long after, the older disciples arrived outside True Transmission Courtyard No. 35 Annex and respectfully reported to Fang Han.
"Fang True Disciple, there is an old man at the mountain gate who calls himself Fang Yuan and says he is a member of your race."
'Elder Fang Yuan is here?'
Fang Han heard the news, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Elder Fang Yuan was here just over two months ago. Now he is here again. Unless there is something urgent?
"Thank you to this junior brother for coming to report."
Fang Han thanked the disciple guarding the mountain, and then ordered a Servant who looked quite smart.
"Take my Identity Token and go outside the mountain gate to invite our Lineage people in. You must be polite and considerate."
"Yes, senior brother!"
Servant respectfully took the jade sign representing True Disciple's identity and left quickly.
Now that Fang Han is now True Disciple, he is qualified to introduce a small number of outsiders to areas outside the core area of the sect. This is the convenience brought by his status.
Not long after, Servant arrived with Elder Fang Yuan.
"Far Elder."
Fang Han came forward and said in a warm tone.
"Fang Han, it's only been more than two months, I didn't expect you to have become Azure Profound Sect True Disciple."
Looking at Fang Han, Fang Yuan's eyes were filled with relief and excitement.
"I have just become a member, so I haven't written a letter yet to inform Lineage."
Fang Han smiled slightly and introduced Fang Yuan sideways into the hospital.
Enter Living Room, guests and hosts will be seated separately.
Maid has already served you with fragrant tea.
Fang Yuan was on the road continuously and was really thirsty. He didn't care about being polite. He drank three cups in a row before letting out a long sigh of relief.
Fang Han watched quietly, and after Fang Yuan's breath calmed down a little, he asked, "Yuan Elder, Lineage, what difficulties did you encounter?"
He knew very well that unless there was something urgent, Elder Fang Yuan would never have come here more than two months ago and come here in a hurry now.
Fang Yuan put down Teacup, his face instantly became solemn, sighed, and told Lineage's discovery of the silver mine and Gong Clan's strong persecution.
Finally, he said worriedly:
"Then Gong Clan is so powerful, and with the Nether Pavilion True Disciple Gong Xing as its backer, we... it's really hard for us to compete."
"Clan Head is discussing with Elder. Originally, I wanted you to ask a Azure Profound Sect True Disciple to cooperate to avoid being taken away by the Gong Clan. I don't want you to have become True Disciple..."
Fang Han After listening quietly, his eyes gradually became cold.
"Gong Clan...Gong Xing..."
He repeated it in a low voice, with a chill in his voice.
"Elder Don't worry, I will handle this matter."
Fang Han raised his eyes, his eyes had returned to calmness, but beneath that calmness, there was obvious anger.
"You've been working hard all the way, so take some rest first and wait for someone to come."
A Maid entered in response.
"Take Yuan Elder to the guest room to rest."
"Yes."
Seeing that Fang Han was so calm, Fang Yuan felt a little at ease and knew that he was not in good condition, so he stopped talking and followed Maid away.
After Fang Yuan left, Fang Han's eyes moved slightly, and he called a Servant who looked quite capable, and handed him his True Disciple Identity Jade Token.
"Take my token and go to the Rain Listening Hall to retrieve all the information about the Nether Pavilion True Disciple Gong Xing and its Lineage."
"Yes, senior brother."
Servant took the jade token with both hands, bowed to accept the order, and left quickly.
Rain Listening Hall is an intelligence agency established by the Azure Profound Sect after Rain Listening Tower, specializing in collecting intelligence for reference in the decision-making of the sect's top leaders.
Ordinary disciples naturally do not have the opportunity to come here to access information, but disciple True Disciple is qualified to access some non-core secret information.
About half an hour later, Servant returned and handed over a copy of the transcribed information.
Fang Han took it and checked it.
"Gong Xing, Nether Pavilion True Disciple, ranked twenty-sixth, late sixth-grade cultivation, good at using <Nether Shadow Claw>, cunning and ruthless..."
Looking at Gong Xing's information, the corner of Fang Han's mouth curled up with a cold arc.
Late stage of sixth grade?
Before the breakthrough, he might still need to be cautious, but now that he has also entered the late stage of the sixth level, how can he be afraid of him?
He got up and went to the guest room.
Fang Yuan obviously had no intention of resting. Seeing Fang Han come in, he quickly got up.
"Fang Han, are you sure you can deal with it?"
"I have seen the information on Gong Xing. With my current strength, it is not a problem."
Fang Han said bluntly.
"I am ready to leave immediately and return to Liangshui City."
"I'll go back with you!"
Elder Fang Yuan said quickly.
"No."
Fang Han shook his head, "Elder You have been running around for days, and you are exhausted both physically and mentally. You need to rest. Furthermore, the situation is unknown, and I need to go at full speed. You... I'm afraid you can't keep up with my speed."
Fang Yuan still wanted to persist, but feeling the aura of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi on Fang Han, he finally gave up.
He knew that what Fang Han said was true.
Nowadays, Fang Han is going all out and he, Eighth Grade Martial Artist, will really only become a drag.
As for Lineage's situation is unknown, the sooner Fang Han returns, the better. He is indeed not suitable for traveling with us and will become a drag.
"Okay... be careful with everything!"
Fang Yuan patted Fang Han's shoulder heavily, his eyes full of trust and entrustment.
The young boy who seemed so young when he first entered Inner Hall Lineage has now become Lineage's support.
"Elder Fang Yuan Don't worry." Fang Han nodded and said solemnly. "Fang Clan, not everyone can be bullied."
After saying that, he turned around and left without further delay.
Back in the bedroom, Fang Han put on True Disciple disciple clothes, hung Flowing Wind Sword around his waist, and wore Golden Silk Soft Armor close to his body.
When everything was ready, he opened the bedroom door and disappeared into the courtyard in a flash.
Out of the Azure Profound Sect, he looked in the direction of Liangshui City, and the majestic Internal Qi of the late sixth grade poured into his legs.
<Flowing Wind Shadowless Step>Use your full strength!
"Whoosh--"
A green shadow was like lightning tearing through the sky, rushing along the official road at a very fast speed.
Only a series of rapidly dissipating afterimages were left behind, as well as a weak and almost inaudible breeze.
On the official road, a caravan consisting of more than ten carriages was slowly moving forward.
The wheels were rolling, Guard were riding on their horses, watching their surroundings vigilantly.
Suddenly, a green shadow flashed past the caravan like a ghost, and the strong wind it brought caused the dust on the roadside to fly.
The horses pulling the cart were frightened and neighed.
"What?!"
"Enemy attack?"
There was a sudden commotion in the caravan. The Guard people drew their weapons one after another and looked around nervously, but they didn't see even a single figure.
"Shut up, everyone, and hold on to the carriage!"
An experienced captain Guard with a scar on his face shouted sharply.
He reined in the frightened horse and glanced sharply at the place where the green shadow had just passed.
There was a hint of shock on his face, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice to the shocked people:
"Don't panic, it was not an enemy attack just now, it was just a senior expert passing by."
"Passing by?" A young Guard's face turned pale, "Captain, then... how fast was that? We didn't even see the shadow clearly!"
Captain Scar said in awe, "At this speed, if he wants to harm us, we may not even have time to react, and we will be dead and dismembered."
"Cheer up and keep on going! Remember, no one is allowed to tell anyone about today's events!"
When everyone heard this, they were all in awe, and at the same time they were full of awe and curiosity about the mysterious "senior".
Just how strong can he be with such incredible speed?
And this figure is none other than Fang Han, who is running at full speed.
Fang Han was focused on nothing else and increased his speed to the extreme. The scenery on both sides quickly retreated and turned into blurry color blocks.
Liangshui City The outline of the tall city wall is already in sight.
At the same time, Liangshui City, Fang Clan mansion.
The atmosphere was tense.
In the meeting hall, Clan Head Fang Lingyuan sat at the head of the chair with a face as deep as water.
Below, Fang Mingde, Fang Tu, Fang Zhenshan and three Elder are all present, all with ugly faces.
And above the guest seats, Malaysia Golden Saber were sitting with three people.
The leader is a man in his fifties, wearing Brocade Robe and with an extremely dangerous aura. He is none other than Gong Clan Head Gong Biao.
The face of the person next to him is somewhat similar to Gong Biao, with arrogant eyes. He is Gong Bao, the son of Gong Biao.
The last person was an old man in black robes. His eyes were half open and half closed, and his breath was vague. He vaguely gave Fang Lin Yuan, the Seventh Rank warrior, a sense of danger. He should be one of the Gong Clan's Elder.
Behind the three people, there were more than a dozen warriors with fierce auras standing.