Sect Master's Hall.
Chen Tianyuan sat behind the desk, paused slightly with the ink pen in his hand, and landed on the open file.
Just then--
An indescribable meaning suddenly rose from somewhere on the mountainside.
The breath came suddenly, but it seemed to exist between heaven and earth, like an invisible sharp sword, piercing the tranquility of the early summer afternoon.
Chen Tianyuan's pen tip froze on the file for a moment.
He raised his head and looked through the window lattice in the direction from which the breath came.
As a First Grade Late Stage ultimate warrior, I am very familiar with this kind of atmosphere.
That's Sword Intent.
Upper Third Grade Among warriors, only a few can understand Sword Intent.
"Someone understands Sword Intent."
Chen Tianyuan whispered to himself, a trace of unconcealable surprise flashed across his gentle eyes.
He stood up and walked out Sect Master's Hall.
His figure flickered and turned into an invisible shadow, drifting away towards the mountainside.
Except True Transmission Courtyard, No. 35 Annex.
Chen Tianyuan's figure appeared quietly and landed under an ancient tree more than ten feet away from the courtyard gate.
He didn't get close, he just stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the quiet courtyard.
It can be seen that the courtyard is in a mess, with broken bamboo trees and mottled ground.
The aftertaste of Sword Intent still lingers in the courtyard.
"It's actually him."
Chen Tianyuan showed a little surprise in his eyes.
Originally, he thought that the one who understood Sword Intent was a certain Elder from the sect, but he didn't expect that the one who understood Sword Intent was actually Fang Han.
Fang Han, this young man Beginner stage who is only more than two years old, once again exceeded his expectations.
Understanding Sword Intent is also an extremely difficult threshold for Upper Third Grade warriors to cross.
How many Upper Third Grade warriors have never been able to touch that realm in their entire lives.
And Fang Han, so young, has already touched this realm.
Such talent...
"It's no longer difficult to understand Sword Intent, Spirit Pass!"
Chen Tianyuan felt an indescribable joy in his heart.
The path to becoming a master has three levels - essence, energy, and spirit.
Essence Pass, Flesh Refining needs to be hammered.
Qi Pass, need to accumulate Internal Qi.
Spirit Pass, need to temper your spirit.
Now that Fang Han understands Sword Intent, he only needs to practice step by step and temper his spirit with Sword Intent, and Spirit Pass will no longer have any obstacles.
One of the three levels has been cleared.
Although he originally believed that with Fang Han's talent, it was very likely that he would break through to become a master in the future.
But seeing with my own eyes that this child has no problem on Spirit Pass, I still feel a little happy in my heart.
Just then--
A figure appeared beside him quietly.
Chen Tianyuan's body stiffened slightly.
Someone could approach him quietly without him noticing?
He turned his head sharply and his eyes fell on that figure.
It was an old man wearing a dark green robe.
He has a slender figure and a thin face, and his complexion is as pale as if he had been shut out of the sun all year round.
He just stood there so casually, without any breath showing around him, but he seemed to be integrated with the world.
The moment he saw this face clearly, Chen Tianyuan's tense body suddenly relaxed.
He quickly raised his hands, bowed, and said in a respectful voice:
"Supreme Elder."
The person coming is none other than Azure Profound Sect's Dinghai Shenzhen, a master-level expert—Gu Changqing.
Gu Changqing nodded slightly, his eyes as deep as an ancient well were looking at the quiet courtyard more than ten feet away.
"Who lives here?"
His voice was calm, without any emotion.
"Go back to Supreme Elder. The person living here is the disciple of True Disciple, Fang Han."
Chen Tianyuan straightened up, followed Gu Changqing's gaze, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Fang Han..."
Gu Changqing repeated the name in a low voice, and a faint hint of surprise appeared on his clear face.
Even though he rarely interferes with the secular affairs of the sect and spends many years in seclusion, he has heard of this name.
The most talented disciple in the sect for hundreds of years, at a young age, is already ranked sixth in Prodigy Ranking.
"He seems to be only twenty years old this year, right?"
Gu Changqing asked.
"Exactly."
Chen Tianyuan nodded.
Gu Changqing didn't ask any more questions. He just stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at the courtyard.
There seemed to be some indescribable light flashing through those eyes that were as deep as ancient wells.
Chen Tianyuan stood beside him, looking at the courtyard as well.
After a moment, he spoke slowly, with a bit of emotion in his voice.
"Supreme Elder, this son Beginner stage has already achieved such achievements in just over two years. With his cultivation talent, he should be able to break through Third Grade in at least half a year."
He paused and continued.
"By then, no one among the younger generation will be his opponent."
Gu Changqing said nothing.
He just stood there quietly, his eyes still falling on the courtyard.
After a long time, he suddenly spoke, his voice calm.
"It won't take half a year."
Chen Tianyuan was slightly startled, and his eyes fell on Gu Changqing's face.
"What does Supreme Elder mean?"
Gu Changqing didn't look at him and just said calmly.
"This child is now Third Grade."
Chen Tianyuan's expression paused slightly.
There was a trace of unconcealable surprise in those gentle eyes.
Third Grade?
Fang Han has exceeded Third Grade?
He sensed carefully, but still couldn't sense the level of cultivation of Fang Han.
But that's because Fang Han has not done anything with anyone, and his cultivation level is not as good as Gu Changqing's, and his perception is not as sharp as that of a master-level expert. It does not mean that Gu Changqing's judgment is wrong.
The perception of a strong master is far beyond his comparison.
"Surprisingly, we broke through to Third Grade so quickly..."
Chen Tianyuan whispered to himself, with a bit of disbelief in his voice.
Gu Changqing didn't speak. He just stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes still falling on the courtyard.
No emotion could be seen in those eyes as deep as ancient wells.
Chen Tianyuan was silent for a moment, and the surprise on his face gradually turned into emotion.
"Luo Yuntian has been stuck in this situation for a year and has not been able to break through yet, but he..."
He didn't say any more, just shook his head slightly.
Fang Han Beginner stage has already entered Third Grade in just over two years.
This kind of speed has never been seen before in the Azure Profound Sect's hundreds of years of history.
The two of them didn't speak anymore.
He just stood there quietly, looking at this quiet courtyard.
After a moment, Gu Changqing withdrew his gaze.
He didn't say anything more, and left quietly in a flash.
Come without a trace, go without a trace.
It was as if it had never appeared.
Chen Tianyuan stood on the same spot and looked at the courtyard for a moment. The look of relief in his warm eyes became more intense.
Without disturbing the people in the courtyard, he turned around and walked away.
Two figures, one behind the other, disappeared into the morning light and shadow.
Only the quiet courtyard is left, standing quietly on the mountainside.
The bamboo forest is broken, the ground is mottled, and the scratches on the courtyard wall are still clear.
Witness the Sword Intent that soared into the sky just now.
It also witnessed that a young prodigy took another solid step on the road to martial arts.
The midday sun shines through the branches and leaves of the bamboo forest, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground.
Fang Han walked out of Quiet Room and stood under the corridor, looking at the mess in the courtyard - broken bamboo, cracked ground, and mottled courtyard walls.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Understanding Sword Intent,<Void-Sundering Sword Manual>Beginner stage was a qualitative leap for him.
From today on, he has entered a whole new realm in the way of swordsmanship.
Feeling quite good.
He looked up at the sky. The sun was high and it was almost noon.
An idea suddenly came to my mind - go for a walk down the mountain, find a restaurant, get a table of delicious food, and treat yourself.
It is also a pleasant thing to satisfy your appetite once in a while.
Martial arts training is martial arts training, not immortality cultivation. It will not prevent you from eating grain, eating wind and drinking dew, nor will you lose your appetite for it.
This is not a bad thing. If you don't even have the desire to eat and drink, can you still be called a human being?
Fang Han did not change True Disciple clothes, still wearing the green robe that he usually wears at home, Cloudsplitter Sword hanging around his waist, and left the other courtyard.
Walk along the bluestone path toward the mountain gate.
The early summer wind blows across my cheeks, bringing with it the fragrance of vegetation and the unique coolness of the mountains.
The disciples I met along the way stopped to salute when they saw him, their eyes full of awe.
Fang Han nodded slightly and kept walking.
After walking for a while, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
The number of people in the sect seems to be much smaller than before.
Usually at this hour, there are always disciples walking in twos and threes on the mountain path, heading to the dining hall.
Today it seems particularly deserted.
"Is it because...?"
Fang Han glanced around and frowned almost imperceptibly.
Thinking of the recent increasingly fierce conflict between the sect and Nether Pavilion, he had a vague suspicion in his mind.
After Yin Wugou was surrounded and killed, Nether Pavilion retaliated wildly. Although the sect had been prepared to block it back, the feud between the two sides had become deeper and deeper.
At this time, the sect will inevitably be assigned many tasks - either to strengthen the vigilance of various industries, or to take the initiative to counterattack Nether Pavilion.
Those missing disciples must have accepted the mission and gone out.
He withdrew his gaze and didn't think about it any more.
The elders of the sect have to worry about these things. What he has to do now is to practice and improve his strength as soon as possible.
Only when the strength is strong enough can it be truly useful in future conflicts.
After leaving the mountain gate and walking along the official road for about half an hour, the outline of a city appeared in the field of vision.
This city is called "Azure Profound City", so named because it is backed by the Azure Profound Sect. It is a rare large city in Qingyang Prefecture.
The city walls are tall, the gates are wide, and there is an endless flow of cars, horses and people.
Fang Han followed the flow of people into the city and headed straight for the busiest neighborhood in the city.
Not long after, a three-story restaurant appeared in front of us.
There are cornices and brackets, carved beams and painted pillars, and an ebony plaque hangs in front of the door with three large gilt characters - "Drunken Guest Tower".
This is the best restaurant in Azure Profound City.
Fang Han As soon as he approached, a waiter came up to him with a warm smile on his face.
"Guest officer, please come in! How many of you are there?"
Fang Han was about to speak when he saw a figure walking out of the building quickly.
It was a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a dark purple Brocade Robe, with a rich face, and a bit of shrewdness unique to a businessman in his eyebrows.
His eyes fell on Fang Han. He was slightly startled at first, and then a warmer smile appeared on his face.
"Fang True Disciple is here to visit us. I apologize for any delay in greeting you from afar!"