Two days later, in the afternoon.
Azure Profound Sect The majestic mountain gate finally appeared at the end of the field of vision.
Fang Han Slowed down and climbed up the familiar bluestone steps.
The mountain breeze in early summer blows across my cheeks, carrying the fragrance of vegetation and dispelling the fatigue of days of running around.
On both sides of the mountain road, ancient trees have lush branches and leaves, and the sun shines through the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground.
Occasionally, a few birds chirping came from the forest, adding to the tranquility of the mountains.
The disciples I met along the way stopped and saluted when they saw Fang Han.
But unlike in the past, in the eyes of the disciples today, in addition to awe, there is an indescribable light -
That is a kind of pride that is beyond honor.
"Senior Brother Fang, congratulations on reaching the first place in Prodigy Ranking!"
A young disciple mustered up the courage and said to Fang Han, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.
"Congratulations to Senior Brother Fang for reaching the top of Prodigy Ranking!"
"Senior Brother Fang is so awesome. No one in our Azure Profound Sect has climbed to the top of Prodigy Ranking in the past hundred years!"
"That's right, Senior Brother Fang is the first!"
Others also spoke one after another, their words full of admiration and joy.
Fang Han was startled for a moment, then nodded slightly, with a faint smile appearing on the corner of his mouth, "Thank you."
"Senior Brother Fang really has no airs at all."
"Of course. A truly strong person doesn't need to rely on airs to support his appearance."
The sound of discussion gradually faded away behind me.
Fang Han Passed through the mountain gate and walked along the bluestone path to the top of the mountain.
He did not go back to True Transmission Courtyard first, but walked straight in the direction of the Sect Master's Hall.
Now that he is back, he must first return his orders to the sect master.
Sect Master's Hall stands tall and tall, with cornices and brackets, full of ancient charm. When the disciples on duty in front of the palace gate saw Fang Han approaching, they quickly bowed and saluted:
"Senior Brother Fang, the sect leader said that you may return today. If you come, go straight into the palace."
Fang Han nodded slightly and stepped into the hall.
There was a solemn atmosphere in the hall. Chen Tianyuan was sitting on a large chair, reading something.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his eyes and saw that it was Fang Han. A trace of relief flashed in his warm eyes.
"Back."
"Disciple Fang Han, see the sect master."
Fang Han took a few steps forward and bowed in salute.
"No need to be polite, sit down."
Chen Tianyuan motioned to Fang Han to sit down on the chair at the bottom, put down the file in his hand, and looked at him with a bit of scrutiny, but more of admiration.
"As for Sky Swallow City, Wu Zheng has sent a message back. You did a good job."
His voice was calm and filled with heartfelt approval.
"Not only did they defend my Azure Profound Sect gold mine, but they also killed Nether Pavilion Elder Yuan Zhan and captured Nether Pavilion's gold mine."
"This is what I should do."
Fang Han slightly arched his hand.
Chen Tianyuan nodded slightly, and the relief in his eyes became stronger. He pondered for a moment, and then slowly spoke:
"This Sky Swallow City mission is originally a Minor Merit."
He paused and continued.
"But your performance in Sky Swallow City far exceeded expectations. Killing Yuan Zhan and capturing Nether Pavilion Gold Mine Site. In addition to the one Minor Merit for the mission itself, I will give you an extra Minor Merit."
Fang Han felt a little happy.
Two Minor Merit.
There is only one Minor Merit away from the three Minor Merit required to exchange for Grandmaster Body Movement.
But he stood up and solemnly handed over:
"Thank you so much, sect master, and thank you so much, sect."
Chen Tianyuan waved his hand:
"You deserve this. Go back and have a good rest. You've been working hard these past few days."
"Yes, disciple, resign."
Fang Han gave another salute, turned around and exited Sect Master's Hall.
Walking out of the palace gate, the afterglow of the setting sun fell, dyeing the mountains in the distance into a warm golden color.
Fang Han stood in front of the hall with his hands behind his hands, a faint smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
There are already two Minor Merit, and there is only one Minor Merit left to exchange for the master-level technique.
It's not far away from the master level Body Movement.
He turned around and walked along the bluestone path towards True Transmission Courtyard.
Returning to No. 35 Annex, Fang Han pushed open the courtyard door and stepped into the courtyard.
Qui Lan was packing something in the corridor with two Maid. When she heard the door, she looked up.
At that moment, a surprised smile broke out on her face.
"Senior brother is back!"
She stepped forward quickly, and the two Maid behind her quickly followed.
"Senior brother, congratulations on reaching the first place in Prodigy Ranking!"
Qui Lan came forward and bowed, his voice full of heartfelt joy and pride.
"Congratulations, senior brother, for reaching the summit of Prodigy Ranking!"
Two Maid also said in unison.
Fang Han nodded slightly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"It's just a false name."
"Senior brother is so humble. Prodigy Ranking is first, but Qingyang Prefecture is the strongest person under thirty years old!"
Qui Lan raised his head, his eyes full of admiration.
"In our Azure Profound Sect history, no one has ever done it in the past hundred years!"
Fang Han didn't say anything more, just walked towards the hospital. "Prepare some hot water, I'll wash up."
"Yes!"
Qui Lan responded quickly and turned around to tell the two Maid to prepare.
Fang Han walked through the courtyard and walked into the house.
Not long after, the hot water was ready. He took off his robe and stepped into the bucket.
The warm water flows over the body, gradually dissolving the fatigue from running around for days.
He closed his eyes and leaned against the wall of the barrel, letting the warmth penetrate his skin and penetrate deep into his bones.
The afterglow of the sunset shines into the room through the window lattice, spreading a layer of warm gold on the blue brick floor.
Yun Muyao's residence is elegantly furnished, with white as the background color and no complicated decorations.
She was sitting in front of the window, holding a scroll of sword manual in her hand. The white gauze covered her face, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.
Yun Qianyue sat opposite her, half of her face covered by a lavender gauze, lowering her head and playing with the tea set on the table.
"Qian Yue."
Yun Muyao put down the sword manual and raised his eyes to look at his sister.
"Sister, what's wrong?"
Yun Qianyue raised his head, with a trace of doubt in his cold eyes.
"I'm so absent-minded that the tea has gone cold."
Yun Muyao said in a calm voice.
Yun Qianyue lowered his head and glanced at the already cold Tea. He was slightly startled and said nothing, but silently put Teacup back on the table.
"What are you thinking about?"
Looking at Yun Qianyue who was obviously distracted, Yun Muyao asked.
Yun Qianyue shook his head. "Nothing."
Before he finished speaking, there was a gentle knock on the door, followed by the respectful voice of a Maid:
"Senior sister, Fang Han True Disciple has returned to the sect and just returned to his residence."
Yun Qianyue's cold eyes lit up slightly.
The light was very faint, fleeting, and almost undetectable if you didn't look closely.
She stood up, moving slowly and slowly, and bowed slightly towards Yun Muyao:
"Sister, I'm going back first."
The voice was still cold, but beneath that coldness, there seemed to be a hint of urgency.
Yun Muyao looked at his sister and did not speak immediately, but quietly looked at her eyes that were a little brighter than usual.
After a moment, she nodded slightly. "Go ahead."
Yun Qianyue turned around and walked out the door.
Her steps were still calm, and her skirt gently brushed the ground, making a subtle rustling sound.
When he walked to the door, he didn't look back and quickly disappeared out the door.
Yun Muyao Watching the light cyan figure disappear, a helpless smile flashed in those cold eyes.
The smile was very faint and disappeared in an instant.
She withdrew her gaze, picked up the sword manual on the table again, and opened it.
After taking a comfortable bath, Fang Han got up from the tub and put on a clean green robe. Her long hair was tied up casually with a wooden hairpin, still a little wet.
Most of the fatigue from running around for days has dissipated under the hot water, and the whole person feels refreshed.
He was wiping the ends of his hair with a cloth when a gentle knock came from outside the door.
"Senior Brother, Senior Sister Yun Qianyue is here to visit."
Qui Lan's voice sounded outside the door.
Fang Han paused slightly while wiping the ends of his hair, then said with a faint smile on his lips.
"Ask her to wait for a moment at Living Room. I'll be here right away."
"Yes."
Qui Lan's footsteps gradually faded away.
Fang Han put the towel on the rack, straightened his clothes, and then opened the door and went out.
Pass through Corridor and step into Living Room.
Yun Qianyue was standing in front of the window, with her back to the door. Her light blue dress looked particularly elegant in the afterglow.
Her face was still covered with the lavender gauze, only a pair of cold eyes were revealed, looking out the window at the beautiful sunset.
Hearing footsteps, she turned around.
Eyes facing each other.
"Come from Senior Sister Yun?"
Fang Han's footsteps paused for a moment, then returned to normal, with a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
"Well, I heard that you are back. Come and have a look."
Yun Qianyue's cold eyes flashed with a faint light. The light disappeared so quickly that it was almost difficult to catch.
"I brought some local specialties back from Sky Swallow City, and I will take some away later."
Fang Han walked to Yun Qianyue very naturally and stood shoulder to shoulder.
"Okay, the scenery outside is very nice. If you have nothing to do, would you like to go for a walk with me?"
Yun Qianyue did not refuse and looked sideways at Fang Han.
"Hmm."
Fang Han was slightly startled, then nodded.
The two walked out of Living Room, crossed the courtyard, and exited the courtyard gate.
Inside True Transmission Courtyard, bluestone paths wind around, with towering ancient trees and lush branches and leaves on both sides.
A magnificent sunset on the horizon dyed the mountains in the distance into a dark gold.
The evening breeze blew by, carrying the fragrance of grass and trees, as well as a faint scent that belonged to Yun Qianyue.
The two of them walked side by side, no more than a few feet apart.
No one spoke, just walked quietly.
The bluestone path is paved with finely chopped fallen leaves, which make a subtle rustling sound when stepped on.
Occasionally, a few birdsong returning to their nests came from the forest, making the mountains even more tranquil.
"Congratulations on reaching the first place in Prodigy Ranking."
After walking for a while, Yun Qianyue spoke softly.
"I'm waiting for you on the list. With your talent, it's inevitable to be on Prodigy Ranking."
Fang Han looked at Yun Qianyue and said.
He first entered the sect and ranked first among the new Beginner stage disciples, which already shows Yun Qianyue's talent.
If he is not a cheating player, in terms of talent, he is not worthy of carrying shoes for Yun Qianyue.
"Okay."
Yun Qianyue responded coldly.
The two continued to walk forward while chatting.
The shadows overlapped each other in the dusk, making it impossible to distinguish one from the other.
After walking for a while, there was an open space ahead.
There is a piece of bluestone standing in the center of the open space, with several large characters engraved on the bluestone - "Listening Wind Terrace".
The two of them just stood on Listening Wind Terrace, looking at the mountains in the distance that were gradually sinking into dusk, and no one said anything.
The evening breeze blew by, carrying the fragrance of bamboo leaves and the faint fragrance of her body.
I don't know how long it took, but the sky turned completely dark.
A crescent moon climbed up the branch, casting a cool glow and stretching the silhouettes of the two people.
"It's time to go back."
Yun Qianyue was the first to speak, his voice still cold, but underneath that coldness, there was clearly a hint of reluctance.
"I'll give it to you."
Fang Han turned around and walked side by side towards the way she came.
The two of them were still walking side by side, with only a few feet apart. Occasionally their arms touched lightly, but neither of them deliberately avoided it.