"Xiaomeng, the path of martial arts requires talent, Opportunity, and character. All of them are indispensable. If Junior Brother Fang Han can catch up from behind, he must have something special."
Wang Miao put down Teacup and looked at Wang Meng calmly.
"We, warriors, should think of the wise when we see them, instead of indulging in unnecessary comparisons and regrets."
He paused and continued:
"Besides, although the Prodigy Ranking ranking can reflect part of the strength, it is not absolute. I have been busy recently and rarely made moves, so it is normal for the ranking to decline."
"Junior brother Fang Han is gaining momentum and it is not surprising that his ranking has improved."
There was not much jealousy or resentment in his tone, but rather a sense of open-mindedness and confidence.
Wang Meng heard the words, his lips moved, and finally lowered his head, his voice was as thin as a gnat:
"I just... just feel..."
She recalled that Lineage originally intended to match her up with Fang Han, but she flatly refused because Fang Han was from a low background and had limited prospects.
Now it seems that I was so short-sighted and ridiculous back then.
The huge gap and regret made her feel unspeakably uncomfortable.
Wang Miao had a clear view of his sister's reaction, and he understood it in his heart, but he didn't say anything more.
There are some knots in her heart that she needs to untie herself.
He changed the subject and said, "I am planning to leave the clan tomorrow and go out for some travel."
Wang Meng looked up in shock. "Brother, are you going out? Why?"
Wang Miao looked at the distant sky outside the window and said slowly:
"When your cultivation has reached a bottleneck, it is difficult to make any progress in quiet practice. You need to go out and walk around to find Opportunity. You also need to compete with others to confirm what you have learned."
"We can't really let people think that your elder brother and I have stopped here."
There was a faint but confident smile at the corner of his mouth.
Obviously, Fang Han's transcendence did not discourage him, but instead aroused his desire to win and his ambition to move forward.
Wang Meng Looking at his brother's calm and confident profile, the chaotic emotions in his heart calmed down a little.
Yes, the eldest brother is extremely talented and determined. What can he do if he falls down in the rankings for a while? Why should I look for trouble here?
Azure Profound Sect, Shen Courtyard.
The copper fumigator in the courtyard Quiet Room exhaled the last wisp of pale smoke, and the aftertaste of Sandalwood Incense wrapped around the beams and columns, but it could not dispel a certain stagnant depression in the air.
Shen Courtyard Master Tu Baichuan is sitting on the rosewood Taishi chair at the top, with a thin figure. A dark purple robe only accentuates his slender face and high cheekbones.
A pair of eyes that were originally as sharp as an eagle were now half-closed.
"In charge of the hospital, Zhao Kun wants to see you."
The footsteps came from far to near, and stopped outside Quiet Room. A respectful voice sounded through the door.
Tu Baichuan didn't even raise his eyelids, he just let out a hum from his throat, which was regarded as permission.
Quiet Room The door was gently pushed open, and a middle-aged man wearing Shen Courtyard Deacon clothes, with a lean face and lively eyes walked in quickly. It was Deacon Zhao Kun that Tu Baichuan had lifted up with one hand.
He walked to the hall and bowed, with just the right amount of respect and a hint of unnoticeable inquiry on his face.
"What's the matter?"
Tu Baichuan's voice is flat and there is no emotion.
"Back to the Head Court, the latest news about Prodigy Ranking, Fang Han, who is at odds with Master Nephew Chu, has been promoted again!"
Zhao Kun straightened up and said.
He paused slightly and carefully observed Tu Baichuan's face. When he saw that the other party was calm, he continued.
"On Prodigy Ranking, Fang Han ranks 89th, five places higher than last month. Such a promotion speed is really rare for me, Azure Profound Sect, in recent years!"
There was a hint of worry in his tone. After all, he knew that Tu Baichuan had once taken action to suppress Fang Han.
Tu Baichuan raised his head, and Quiet Room fell into a brief silence, with only the lingering fragrance of the incense burner lingering.
After a while, there was a sound.
"Eighty-nine..."
He repeated it in a low voice, his voice hoarse, like sandpaper being rubbed.
"Beginner stage In less than two years, we have already reached this point... I really didn't expect it at the beginning."
He slowly raised his eyelids, and in the depths of his eyes, a complex emotion flashed very quickly -
There was shock, and there was a trace of fear that even he didn't want to admit, but more importantly, there was a heavy regret.
When Chu Feng came to Prodigy Ranking, he was also from Shen Courtyard, and had a natural relationship with him as the leader of Shen Courtyard. Helping Chu Feng suppress Fang Han, who had no background, seemed to him to be the most natural choice.
Even though the old guy Chen Xuan later tried to protect Fang Han, he never really paid attention to the kid who came out of Liangshui City and little Lineage.
He thought that the most he could do was bounce around Zi Courtyard a few times, and he wouldn't be able to make a big splash.
Unexpectedly, this boy emerged from the abyss like a hidden dragon and soared into the sky!
Not only did he quickly reach True Disciple, but he also reached Prodigy Ranking in a short period of time, and improved rapidly on Prodigy Ranking.
This growth rate is simply appalling!
Thinking back to his original suppression, not only did he fail to kill this boy, but he completely offended this boy with endless potential.
He felt a little tight in his chest.
It is definitely not a wise move to form a deadly feud with a genius who is very likely to become a pillar of the sect in the future, or even have a transcendent status.
"Zhang Yuan, Fang Han is currently in the limelight and has unlimited potential. Do you think... should we find an opportunity to ease the relationship? There is a slight misunderstanding. It will be fine if we let it go."
Zhao Kun looked at Tu Baichuan's expression and saw that Tu Baichuan's expression changed. He already understood something in his heart. He considered his tone and spoke carefully.
He was single-handedly promoted by Tu Baichuan. If Fang Han wants to deal with Tu Baichuan, then he may be the first to bear the brunt, so he cannot help but be anxious.
"Easy? How to ease? Who in the sect didn't know about what happened in the past? Now I go to show my goodwill when someone becomes more powerful. Do I, Tu Baichuan, still want my face?"
Tu Baichuan snorted coldly, with a bit of sullenness and subtle embarrassment in his tone.
Let him, the majestic head of the academy, bow his head to a Beginner stage disciple who has been a disciple for less than two years? This is even more uncomfortable than killing him.
"Master, now and then, Fang Han's potential has been revealed, and his future achievements are limitless. There is no need to turn against a genius with unlimited potential just for the sake of a little face."
Zhao Kun sighed secretly in his heart, knowing that the headmaster valued face the most, but the current situation was stronger than others, so he had to bite the bullet and persuade him.
"What's more, it's not that you, the Commander-in-Chief, are required to come forward in person, but that your subordinates can go around on your behalf, send some thoughts and express my Shen Courtyard attitude, and perhaps we can turn the conflict into friendship."
Tu Baichuan was silent for a moment.
How could he not know that what Zhao Kun said was reasonable? Having a grudge against a genius would lead to endless troubles.
It's just... this breath is really hard to swallow.
After a long time, he seemed to finally make up his mind and waved his hand, with a hint of exhaustion and compromise in his tone.
"That's all! I'll leave this matter to you. Take the 300-year-old 'Blood Spirit Ganoderma' and the bottle of 'Jade Marrow Pill' that you got earlier... and give it to Fang Han for me."
"Just say... just say that I remember that he has practiced hard and is extremely talented, so I will give you special resources to encourage him."
Blood Spirit Ganoderma strengthens Qi and blood, which is of great benefit to the foundation of a warrior; Jade Marrow Pill warms and nourishes the meridians, which is High Grade Danyao.
This gift is not unimportant.
His move was a disguised apology, but because of his status, he said it tactfully.
"The Master is wise! My subordinates will definitely handle this matter properly and let Fang Han understand the Master's painstaking efforts and expectations."
Zhao Kun felt happy and quickly bowed in response.
Tu Baichuan closed his eyes, said no more, and just waved his hand to signal Zhao Kun to retreat. The thin figure in the empty Quiet Room actually showed a bit of desolation.
True Transmission Courtyard, No. 35 Annex.
Fang Han has just finished a round of training <Void-Sundering Nine Swords> and is standing quietly in the courtyard.
Reminiscent of all the mysteries after Sword Technique entered the "Proficiency Realm" level, the aura around his body was smooth and restrained, but there was a faint fierceness that wanted Void Sundering to go away.
Maid Qui Lan walked over lightly and reported, "Senior brother, Shen Courtyard Zhao Kun Deacon is asking for a meeting outside. He said he came under the orders of Tu Zhangyuan."
Although Fang Han has applied for her official disciple status, she has not moved to Twelve Courtyards. She will only go to receive contribution rewards and attend classes before the 15th day of the first month.
Fang Han slowly opened his eyes, and there was a trace of green light in his eyes.
Shen Courtyard Tu Baichuan?
He frowned slightly.
This Shen Courtyard leader suppressed him many times when he was still in his prime. Now he sent people here. Why?
"Please Deacon Zhao Living Room wait."
Fang Han's tone was dull, and there was no hint of emotion or anger.
After a while, Fang Han stepped into Living Room.
Zhao Kun had already stood up to greet him, his face full of enthusiasm and even a flattering smile.
"Fang True Disciple, you have taken the liberty to visit and disturb the Qing Dynasty repairs. I hope Haihan will do it!"
Zhao Kun cupped his hands and smiled, with a humble attitude.
"Deacon Zhao You're welcome, please sit down."
Fang Han nodded slightly and sat down at the main seat with a calm expression.
"I wonder why Deacon came here today?"
Zhao Kun sat down as instructed, motioned to the entourage behind him to place two exquisitely crafted jade boxes on the table, and said with a smile:
"Fang True Disciple is a genius. It is my Azure Profound Sect's good fortune to be on Prodigy Ranking and to be promoted one after another in the rankings. When Tu Zhangyuan heard about it, he was very pleased and ordered me to send you a small gift to express my congratulations and expectations."
He opened the jade box, and a Ganoderma lucidum, which was red in color, shaped like a cloud cap, and exuded a strong breath of blood, and a mutton-fat jade bottle appeared in front of Fang Han.
"This strain is Blood Spirit Ganoderma, which is 300 years old. It has the miraculous effect of strengthening the root and strengthening the vitality and blood."
"This bottle is Jade Marrow Pill. It is of great benefit in warming and nourishing, expanding the meridians, and purifying Internal Qi. They are all treasures of the hospital. I hope True Disciple will accept them."
Zhao Kun spoke sincerely and conveyed Tu Baichuan's words of "encourage with qualifications" intact.
Fang Han glanced at the items in the jade box. They were indeed rare treasures and were of great help to his cultivation.
But his eyes remained calm, not even a trace of ripples appeared in his eyes.
"The tuzhangyuan's great love is appreciated by Fang."
Fang Han spoke slowly, with a cold voice.
"It's just such a generous gift. Fang deserves it. I also ask Deacon Zhao to thank the director for his 'kindness' on my behalf. Please take the gift back with you."
"What does Fang True Disciple mean? The president has good intentions, but he values True Disciple's talent and has no other intentions."
The smile on Zhao Kun's face froze instantly. He didn't expect that Fang Han refused so simply, without even a trace of room for change.
He said quickly.
"The elders of the sect value the younger generations, and it is normal to donate resources. True Disciple Why should you refuse?"