"The feasibility is not small."
Fang Han weighed it repeatedly in his mind and gradually made a decision.
Now the time is ripe for revenge.
"But..."
Fang Han frowned slightly and thought of another question.
Loot the Nether Pavilion industry. Once exposed and discovered, it will surely lead to a crazy pursuit.
Therefore, strong enough concealment methods are very necessary.
"The current <Return to Ruin Essence Concealment Art> still feels a little worse."
Fang Han said in a low voice.
<Return to Ruin Essence Concealment Art>, he has practiced this High Grade secret technique to the Mastery Realm.
Mastery Realm's <Return to Ruin Essence Concealment Art> is enough to block Third Grade warrior's Spiritual Perception, but for Second Grade warrior, it is not so safe.
Ordinary Second Grade warriors cannot see through <Return to Ruin Essence Concealment Art>'s breath gathering methods, but the same cannot be said for the top warriors in Second Grade.
"You have to practice this secret skill to the Perfection Realm..."
Fang Han A flash of determination flashed in his eyes.
Before taking action, first practice <Return to Ruin Essence Concealment Art> to the Perfection Realm to give yourself a stronger breath gathering ability.
"Before that, let's relax."
Fang Han stood up and walked out Quiet Room.
Continuous high-intensity training kept his spirit in a state of tension.
The way of cultivation is relaxation and relaxation.
Practicing hard alone may not get twice the result with half the effort, but proper relaxation can allow the mind to rest and save energy for the subsequent sprint.
During this period of time, it was either cultivation or tasks, and he could not stop for a moment, so he decided to take a half-day rest.
He changed into a clean green robe, hung Cloudsplitter Sword around his waist, and left his residence.
The morning light was just right, and the early summer wind blew over my cheeks with the fragrance of grass and trees, dispelling the boredom accumulated in Quiet Room.
Walking along the bluestone, Fang Han's steps were neither fast nor slow.
Unconsciously, he came to Zi Courtyard.
Since he was promoted to True Disciple and moved out of Zi Courtyard, he rarely comes to Zi Courtyard again.
Zi Courtyard is located on the lower side of the mountain. It is a place where ordinary disciples practice and live.
Azure Profound Sect Twelve Courtyards, Zi Courtyard is one of them, and it was also the place where he first settled down when he was Beginner stage.
Walking along the familiar bluestone path, the ancient trees on both sides are more lush than two years ago. The branches and leaves are intertwined into a dark green canopy, filtering the sunlight into mottled light and shadow.
When the disciples he met along the way saw him, they stopped one after another, bowed and saluted with a mixture of awe and admiration.
"Senior Brother Fang."
"Hello, Senior Brother Fang."
These people are all disciples of Beginner stage in the same year as him, but they need to be addressed as "senior brothers".
This is the sect's rule.
The status of True Disciple's disciples is respected. No matter Beginner stage morning or evening, ordinary disciples must address True Disciple as senior brother and senior sister when they see him.
Fang Han nodded slightly in response, but did not stop talking to these disciples.
At the beginning, he offended Chu Feng, and most of his disciples chose to stay away from each other. He only really made friends with a few people in Zi Courtyard.
These disciples watched Fang Han pass by, their eyes full of complexity.
Beginner stage in the same year, but now he is the first among Prodigy Ranking and True Disciple's senior brother. This kind of gap makes people unable to even think of jealousy.
How wonderful it would have been if I had not chosen to distance myself and gained the friendship of Fang Han.
Passing through several rows of houses, Fang Han's pace gradually slowed down.
The layout of Zi Courtyard has not changed much from what he remembered.
Those houses he once lived in, those paths he walked countless times, those open spaces where he practiced Sword Technique in the early morning - everything is still there.
He spent more than a year here.
In more than a year, he gradually rose to prominence from an ordinary disciple who first entered the sect.
Looking back now, those things seem to have happened a long time ago.
Fang Han took back his thoughts, followed his memory, and walked towards the Forest Clearing behind Zi Courtyard.
That was the place where he used to practice swordplay, and it was also where Yun Qianyue often went.
Forest Clearing is not big, surrounded by ancient trees, and the ground is covered with fluffy green grass, which is soft and silent when stepped on.
The sun shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"
A graceful figure was practicing sword practice in the middle of the open space.
Yun Qianyue was dressed in a light cyan disciple's uniform, with her long hair tied up and her face covered with a light purple gauze.
The long sword danced in her hand, and the sword's light was like a sword, flowing with a cold brilliance in the sunlight.
Her Sword Technique is completely different from Fang Han.
Fang Han's sword spirit Li Feng is sharp, pursuing the ultimate offensive power.
The sword of Yun Qianyue has a softness like water waves.
Sword Intent is continuous, like a gurgling stream, like a continuous drizzle. It seems gentle, but it hides murderous intent.
Her Body Movement is light and agile, moving in and out of the open space, her clothes fluttering like a dancing butterfly.
As Sword Intent unfolded, a hazy mist spread from her body.
The water mist was extremely light and vague, refracting tiny rays of light in the sunlight, enveloping her whole body.
In the mist, her figure was looming, like a dream.
But that seemingly beautiful mist is actually deadly.
The martial arts practiced by Yun Qianyue are water-based, and the water mist contains powerful Sword Qi. If anyone breaks in rashly, they will be strangled in an instant.
'Not only am I making rapid progress!'
Fang Han A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He didn't make a sound to disturb Yun Qianyue, but stood with his hands behind his hands under the ancient trees at the edge of the clearing, quietly watching the figure moving through the mist.
The sword light is like water, the figure is like a swallow, and the purple gauze flutters slightly in the wind.
Compared with the Cloud Mist Mountain Range when he was encircling and suppressing monsters, Yun Qianyue Sword Technique's realm was more advanced, and his control over Water Intent was also more exquisite.
Time passes unconsciously.
The sunlight moves through the gaps between the branches and leaves, and the light and shadow cast on the ground gradually lengthen.
Yun Qianyue finally sheathed his sword.
The sword light faded away, the water mist dissipated, and she stood in the middle of the open space, panting slightly.
Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and a few strands of black hair were wet with sweat and stuck to the sides of his cheeks.
She raised her hand and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeves.
Then, she turned around.
Eyes facing each other.
Yun Qianyue was slightly startled, and a very faint light flashed in those cold eyes.
That light is fleeting, almost too fast to catch.
She sheathed her sword and walked towards Fang Han.
His steps were brisk, and he was a little more unnoticeably excited than usual.
"When did you come?"
She stood in front of Fang Han, raised her head, and looked at Fang Han's face.
Those cold eyes were somewhat soft at the moment.
"It's been a while."
Fang Han's eyes fell on her face, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Seeing that you are devoted to practicing, I didn't bother you."
Yun Qianyue said "hmm" lightly and said nothing more.
She turned around, walked to the edge of the clearing and sat under an ancient tree on the grass in the shade.
Fang Han walked over and sat down next to her.
The two of them were shoulder to shoulder, less than half a foot apart.
The sun shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves, casting mottled light and shadow on them.
The breeze blew by, carrying the fragrance of green grass, as well as the faint, orchid-like and musk-like fragrance of Yun Qianyue.
"What are you busy with these days?"
Yun Qianyue looked sideways at Fang Han and asked.
"I took on two missions and went out twice."
Fang Han briefly said it, without going into detail about the dangers of those tasks.
"What about you?"
"Practice, and then take on a small mission."
Yun Qianyue withdrew his gaze and looked at the mountains and forests illuminated by the sun in the distance. His voice was cold, yet somewhat soft.
The two of them just sat like this, chatting.
Yun Qianyue talked about the progress of her cultivation these days and the small task she took on.
Her voice was still cold, but beneath that coldness, there was clearly a rare sense of relaxation.
Fang Han listened, with a faint smile always hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Time flies by so fast, and before you know it, the sun has moved to the middle of the sky.
The sun became hotter, shining through the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting bright spots on the ground.
"It's time for lunch."
Yun Qianyue stood up and patted the grass clippings on his skirt.
"You haven't been to Zi Courtyard for a long time. Do you want to try Zi Courtyard's canteen?"
She turned her head and looked at Fang Han, with a trace of almost imperceptible expectation in her cold eyes.
"Okay."
Fang Han stood up and nodded in response.
The two of them walked side by side towards the forest.
The canteen of Zi Courtyard is different from the canteen of True Transmission Courtyard. It is not as exquisite and quiet.
The food is fried in a big pot. It's not very exquisite, but it has a kind of smoky atmosphere that True Transmission Courtyard doesn't have.
It's lunch time now, and there are already many disciples sitting in the cafeteria.
Seeing Fang Han and Yun Qianyue walking in side by side, the noise in the cafeteria suddenly fell silent.
All eyes are on them.
Fang Han's expression remained unchanged as he walked to an empty table in the corner and sat down.
Yun Qianyue sat down opposite him.
The chatter in the cafeteria gradually resumed, but it was obviously much lower than before.
From time to time, eyes glanced at the table in the corner, with unconcealable curiosity hidden in their eyes.
Prodigy Ranking's number one Fang Han actually came to Zi Courtyard's cafeteria to eat, and also with Yun Qianyue.
What is the relationship between the two now?
The food was delivered quickly. Fang Han and Yun Qianyue lowered their heads to eat and occasionally exchanged a few words. Their voices were so low that others could not hear them clearly.
After finishing lunch, Fang Han put the bowls and chopsticks back into the recycling bin and walked out of the cafeteria side by side with Yun Qianyue.
The sun was shining just right, making the shadows of the two people very long and overlapping each other.
"It's time for me to go back."
Walking to the door of Zi Courtyard, Fang Han stopped and looked sideways at Yun Qianyue.
"Hmm."
Yun Qianyue responded softly, and those cold eyes stayed on Fang Han's face for a moment.
Fang Han nodded slightly, turned around and walked in the direction of True Transmission Courtyard.
Behind him, Yun Qianyue watched the green-robed figure move further and further away until it disappeared around the corner of the mountain road.
She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes casting faint shadows in the sunlight.
After a moment, she turned around and walked towards Zi Courtyard.
In the following days, Fang Han returned to high-intensity training.
But unlike before, his focus has been adjusted.
Internal Qi's cultivation is still unstoppable, and he never stops for two hours every morning.
Sword Technique's cultivation has not fallen behind, <Void-Sundering Sword Manual> has become more and more perfect in his hands, and Wind Sword Intent has become stronger day by day.
Horizontal Training's cultivation is a grind, and he cannot rush or stop. Every afternoon, he will spend time running <Black Tortoise True Art> and hammering Flesh Refining's body.
The same is true for the practice of Body Movement. After <Wind God Step>Beginner stage, a lot of practice is needed to consolidate and deepen it.
In addition, he devoted more time to the cultivation of <Return to Ruin Essence Concealment Art>.
He has practiced this High Grade secret technique to Greater Accomplishment, which is only one step away from the Perfection Realm.
And this step is the key to the smooth implementation of his plan.