In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed True Transmission Courtyard into a warm golden color.
Inside No. 35 Annex, the bamboo forest rustled in the evening breeze, and a few bamboo leaves swirled and fell, drawing light tracks in the dusk.
Fang Han stood in the middle of the open space, closing his eyes and concentrating.
<Windcloud Escape>'s mental methods are flowing in his heart, and those formulas, footwork, and movement techniques that have long been familiar to him are slowly unfolding in his mind like a scroll at this moment.
The activation of Wind Concept is mutually confirmed with every detail of this Body Movement.
He opened his eyes.
His body moved.
"Whoosh--"
In the courtyard, the figure in green robe seemed to turn into an invisible wisp of wind.
There was no Break the Wind sound, no sound of clothes fluttering, and even the afterimage was so faint that it was almost invisible.
He just "disappeared".
It didn't really disappear, but it was so fast that it couldn't be caught by the naked eye, and its figure was so erratic that it was difficult to lock onto it.
The next moment, he appeared in the opposite corner of the courtyard, more than ten feet away from where he was standing just now.
It was as if he was not moving, but was being carried by the wind or the clouds, and drifted there naturally.
He kept walking and took another step.
This time, his figure flashed everywhere in the courtyard.
Sometimes it appears on the edge of the bamboo forest, sometimes under the courtyard wall, and sometimes in front of the Quiet Room door.
Every time he appeared, there was no sign, as if he was supposed to be there.
The branches and leaves of the ancient trees in the courtyard did not move at all when he passed by, as if they were just blown by an ordinary evening breeze.
On the ground, dead leaves lay quietly without being picked up at all.
His figure is getting faster and faster, his movements are getting more and more erratic, but his "sense of presence" is getting weaker and weaker.
It was as if he was no longer a person, but a free wind and an impermanent cloud between heaven and earth.
"Buzz..."
A soft cry that only he could feel resounded from deep within his body.
The sound was so soft that it was almost undetectable, but it seemed as if an invisible door had opened.
In an instant, his understanding of <Windcloud Escape> took a qualitative leap.
Those changes that once required deliberate control can now be achieved at will and at your fingertips.
Those who once thought they had reached their peak speed and agility now discovered that they could still be faster and more nimble.
Wind Concept and this Body Movement are completely integrated at this moment, and there is no longer any barrier.
"<Windcloud Escape>, Perfection Realm."
Fang Han collected his figure and stood in the courtyard.
The silk of the green robe was not moved, and the breath was as steady as water.
He stood with his hands behind his back, carefully experiencing the changes brought about by the Body Movement breakthrough.
The speed is more than twice faster than that of Greater Accomplishment.
Flexibility has reached an indescribable level.
There is no hesitation between turns, as if the body is not bound by inertia at all, and wherever the mind goes, the body shape will follow.
What satisfied him most was the feeling of "no trace".
<Windcloud Escape>Perfection Realm After that, his figure can truly blend into the wind and the clouds.
There was no Break the Wind sound when moving, no sound of clothes fluttering, and even the afterimage was insignificant.
Even if he is a Upper Third Grade warrior, it would be difficult to catch his traces using only his eyesight and hearing.
"With my current Body Movement speed, even an ordinary Second Grade warrior would have a hard time catching up!"
Fang Han whispered to himself, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Perfection Realm's <Windcloud Escape> is enough to allow him to come and go freely in front of Second Grade warriors.
Even if you are defeated, you should be safe in escaping.
"If I cooperate with Sword Technique, my strength will definitely reach a higher level!"
Fang Han raised his hand and pressed the Cloudsplitter Sword hilt on his waist.
The sword has not been unsheathed, but Wind Sword Intent is already circulating in my heart.
After Body Movement breaks through, then cooperate with <Void-Sundering Sword Manual>'s sharpness--
His strength has undoubtedly reached a new level.
Advance to attack, retreat to defend.
He has the sharpness of Sword Intent in attack and the agility of Body Movement in defense. If he encounters Second Grade warriors like Yuan Ye again, he is sure to find an opportunity to counterattack.
"But-"
Fang Han slowly let go of the hilt of the sword, stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his hands, looking at the last touch of sunset on the horizon.
The bamboo forest in the courtyard rustled in the evening breeze, and a few bamboo leaves fell, swirling beside him, and finally fell to the ground.
The joy brought by the breakthrough was gradually replaced by another emotion.
"<Windcloud Escape> has been Perfection Realm, and there is no way forward."
Fang Han whispered to himself, frowning almost imperceptibly.
The top Body Movement has reached the end of his training. If he wants to continue to improve, he can only transfer to the master level Body Movement.
But to exchange for a master-level Body Movement, you need one Major Merit - that is, three Minor Merit.
He now only has two Minor Merit in his hand, and there is still one left to exchange for the master-level Body Movement.
I don't know when I will receive a suitable mission and earn the missing Minor Merit.
I hope it won't take too long, otherwise, Body Movement will stagnate for a long time and make no progress.
Fang Han turned around and was about to go back to the house.
"Senior Brother Fang, the sect master summons you to go to the Sect Master's Hall immediately."
Qui Lan led a disciple on duty from the Sect Master's Hall. After seeing Fang Han, the disciple on duty said quickly.
Fang Han was slightly startled.
The sect master summoned him, and it was at this time?
His heart moved slightly and he nodded:
"Got it."
He straightened his robe, pushed out the door, and walked along the bluestone path to the top of the mountain.
In the evening, the ancient trees on both sides of the mountain road cast mottled shadows under the sunset. Occasionally, a few insects chirped from the grass, adding to the tranquility of the mountain.
Sect Master's Hall stands tall and tall, and the wind lantern in front of the palace gate has been lit, illuminating the three characters "Sect Master's Hall" brightly.
In front of the palace gate, the disciple on duty saw Fang Han approaching and quickly bowed and saluted. "Senior Brother Fang, the sect leader is already waiting in the palace."
Fang Han nodded slightly and stepped into the hall.
The lights were on in the hall, and Chen Tianyuan was sitting at the head.
Hearing the footsteps, he raised his eyes with a gentle smile on his face.
"Coming."
"Disciple Fang Han, see the sect master."
Fang Han took a few steps forward and bowed.
"No need to be polite, sit down."
Chen Tianyuan motioned to Fang Han to take a seat at the bottom.
Fang Han sat down and turned his eyes to the other side of the hall. Apart from him and the sect leader, there was another person in the hall.
She was an old woman with gray hair, neatly styled in a bun, fixed with a plain silver hairpin.
He has a thin face, slightly convex cheekbones, a pale skin that has not been exposed to sunlight all year round, and deep wrinkles like knife carvings.
Wearing a dark blue Elder robe, the placket and cuffs are embroidered with cloud patterns with silver thread, and a scabbard dagger hangs from the waist. The scabbard is simple and has no unnecessary decoration.
She sat upright on the chair, her back straight, her eyes looking straight ahead, her aura as calm as water, and there was a faint sternness that showed no anger and self-power.
Fang Han glanced over, and his heart moved slightly.
Jin Han.
Azure Profound Sect Second Grade Elder, it is said that he is old-fashioned, very strict about rules, and is notoriously difficult to get along with in the sect.
He had never interacted with this person, only met him a few times from afar on certain occasions, and had never even spoken to him.
"Gold Elder."
Fang Han Hand in greeting.
Jin Han's eyes fell on Fang Han, and he nodded slightly in response. There was no expression on his face, and no trace of happiness or anger could be seen.
Chen Tianyuan saw the reactions of the two people in his eyes, coughed slightly, and spoke slowly:
"I have called you two here today to discuss something."
Fang Han and Jin Han raised their eyes at the same time, waiting for the next step.
"Based on information."
Chen Tianyuan stood up, put his hands behind his hands and walked to the county map hanging on the wall, his voice was calm.
"Nether Pavilion recently secretly purchased a batch of precious medicinal materials and ores from East Foothills Prefecture, which are of great value. They are being personally escorted by a Second Grade Elder back to Qingyang Prefecture."
He turned around and his eyes fell on Fang Han and Jin Han.
"This batch of supplies is extremely important to the Nether Pavilion. If it can be intercepted, it will definitely cause Nether Pavilion to bleed."
Fang Han's heart moved slightly, and he had roughly guessed what the sect leader meant.
"Gold Elder."
Chen Tianyuan looked at Jin Han with a solemn tone.
"You will lead the team on this matter."
Jin Han nodded slightly but said nothing.
"Fang Han."
Chen Tianyuan looked at Fang Han again and ordered.
"You go with Jin Elder and assist Jin Elder in killing that Nether Pavilion Second Grade Elder."
He paused and continued.
"This task is recorded as Minor Merit."
1 Minor Merit.
When these three words fell into my ears, Fang Han's heart moved slightly.
He was worried about where to earn the last merit, and the opportunity came to him.
"Yes."
He stood up, cupped his hands and responded with a steady voice.
Just then.
"Sect Master, I have some concerns about this mission."
Jin Han's eyes fell on Fang Han, stayed there for a moment, and frowned almost imperceptibly.
When she spoke, her voice was hoarse and had a hard texture.
Chen Tianyuan nodded slightly:
"Jin Elder please speak."
Jin Han's eyes fell on Fang Han, his tone was calm, but with an unceremonious straightforwardness:
"Nether Pavilion is escorting the supplies this time with a Second Grade Elder. As long as Lao Sheng and Fang True Disciple join forces, it may be difficult to surround and kill him."
Her words were very straightforward and she did not save any face for Fang Han. She obviously did not believe in Fang Han's strength.
It's not deliberately targeting Fang Han, it's just stating a fact that she feels.
Third Grade Early Stage's Fang Han has a huge gap in combat power with Second Grade, and is not strong enough to join forces with her to surround and kill Nether Pavilion Second Grade Elder.
Chen Tianyuan seemed to have expected Jin Han to ask this question. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he spoke slowly:
"Jin Elder doesn't know something. Although Fang Han is only Third Grade Early Stage, not long ago, he had a head-to-head fight with the Nether Pavilion, the new Second Grade Elder Yuan Ye, and he did not fall behind."
As soon as these words came out, the hall fell into a brief silence.
Jin Han's originally calm eyes fluctuated slightly.
She looked at Fang Han again, with a bit more scrutiny in her eyes, but more of a... suspicion.
Third Grade Early Stage and Second Grade warriors compete head-on, and they don't fall behind?
She has lived for most of her life and has seen many geniuses. Back then, she was also a person who had been on Prodigy Ranking.
But she had never seen anyone who could compete with Second Grade after first joining Third Grade.
"Sect Master, Third Grade was able to compete with Second Grade when he first joined. I have never heard of such achievements, and I really can't believe it."
Jin Han spoke, his voice still hard, with an almost rigid uprightness.
She paused, her eyes falling on Fang Han, her tone was still calm and straightforward.
"Fang True Disciple, I am not targeting you, I am just seeking truth from facts."