Fang Han suppressed his expectations and turned to leave the Cultivation Ground.
The food box that Qui Lan had placed there that morning on the porch outside the door had long since gone cold.
Fang Han bent down, picked up the food box, and walked towards the Side Hall.
After having breakfast, Fang Han left the villa and walked along the bluestone path to the Library Pavilion on the mountainside.
As the morning light streamed down, the grass and trees along the mountain path swayed gently in the breeze, and Fang Han's pace was unhurried.
The journey to Westview Prefecture is long and will take at least a month. Before setting off, there is one more thing he needs to take care of.
The majestic outline of the Library Pavilion came into view. He stepped inside and went straight up to the fourth floor.
Elder Mo remained leaning against the sandalwood table, holding an ancient scroll, engrossed in reading it.
Hearing footsteps, he looked up and saw Fang Han. A hint of gentleness flashed in his weathered eyes.
Elder Mo
Fang Han stepped forward to greet him.
Elder Mo nodded slightly and put down his book. " Fang Han has arrived. What brings you here today?"
"This disciple has come to select three top-tier cultivation techniques and ten High Grade cultivation techniques that the sect will reward our Lineage with."
Fang Han said.
Elder Mo showed no surprise upon hearing this, clearly having already learned of the matter from the sect.
He stood up and led Fang Han to make a selection.
"Come with me."
He was clearly prepared, placing more than a dozen pre-selected copies of cultivation techniques in front of Fang Han, and offering numerous suggestions based on the Fang Clan's current situation.
Fang Han carefully reviewed the documents, comparing them with Elder Mo's recommendations, and made his decision step by step.
The three top-tier martial arts techniques are the Blazing Sun Saber, the Azure Origin Sword, and the Celestial Dipper Fist. They cover the three most common martial arts: blade, sword, and fist. They are highly practical and will not be neglected because they are considered unorthodox.
The ten High Grade martial arts techniques cover multiple categories such as internal energy cultivation, Sword Technique, knife techniques, fist and Body Movement, and movement techniques, which are enough for the Fang Lineage members to choose what they need and not to ruin their future due to unsuitable techniques.
Elder Mo registered the selected cultivation methods one by one.
"These are the cultivation techniques you are rewarded with. Please keep them safe."
He handed Fang Han a thick stack of copied martial arts manuals and gave him a few more instructions regarding the regulations for the inheritance of martial arts techniques.
Fang Han carefully wrapped the martial arts manual in oilcloth and put it into his bag.
"Thank you, Elder Mo."
He solemnly cupped his hands in greeting, turned and went down the stairs, but did not leave directly. Instead, he turned and headed towards the Pill Hall.
Since we are going back to our Lineage, we can't just bring cultivation techniques. Danyao and other items that can help improve the cultivation of our clansmen are also indispensable.
He receives a large amount of contribution points every month, and now he has a lot of contribution points, which he spends without hesitation.
The Foundation Cultivation Pill, Danyao suitable for cultivation by martial artists of the Lower Third Grade, is available for exchange.
The Marrow-Cleansing Pill can improve physical condition; it can be exchanged.
Detoxification Pill, for healing and detoxification, available for exchange.
There are also Danyao to help break through bottlenecks, Danyao to replenish Internal Qi, and Danyao to strengthen the body...
Fang Han exchanged for a large package of various kinds of Danyao.
After exchanging the money, Fang Han carried the bulging package back to the No. 35 Annex.
Qui Lan was sweeping the courtyard with two Maid when she saw him return carrying such a huge package, and she was slightly taken aback.
"Senior brother, what's wrong...?"
"I'm going on a long trip."
Fang Han placed the package under the eaves and turned to look at Qui Lan.
"I'll be away for about a month this time. If anyone comes looking for me, just tell them I'll probably be gone for a month."
Upon hearing this, Qui Lan's eyes flashed with surprise. This was the first time Fang Han had been away from the sect for so long, but she didn't ask any further questions. She simply bowed and said:
"Yes, senior brother, please be careful on your journey."
Fang Han nodded, picked up the huge package, and turned to walk out of the courtyard.
After leaving Azure Profound Sect and traveling dozens of miles along the official road, Fang Han made sure no one was around. With a slight thought, the huge package in his hand disappeared into thin air and was stored in his Storage Ring.
"Whoosh!"
With effortless agility, he unleashed the Wind God Step, his figure transforming into an almost imperceptible streak of light as he sped towards Liangshui City.
The scenery on both sides rushed past, and the wind whistled in my ears.
Fang Han's gaze fell ahead, his calm eyes reflecting the faint glow of clouds on the distant horizon.
He hasn't returned to the Fang Clan for several months.
I wonder if my parents are still in good health, and if my Younger Sister has grown taller again.
And what about the Lineage? I wonder how they're doing now.
With these three top-tier cultivation techniques and ten High Grade- grade techniques, the Fang Clan's foundation will become more profound, giving them the basis to advance into a major clan within the county.
A faint smile appeared on Fang Han's lips, and he increased his speed by another three points.
Fang Clan, go to the Fang Lineage and hand over the cultivation technique and Danyao. Then, it will be time to head east to explore the ancient treasure hidden deep in Westview Prefecture.
In just half a day, the familiar outline of Liangshui City appeared on the horizon.
Fang Han stood on a low hill next to the official road, looking at the city shrouded in the afternoon sun, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional in his heart.
In the past, even traveling at full speed, it would take more than a day to return from the Azure Profound Sect to Liangshui City. Now that the < Wind God Step > Minor Accomplishment, it only takes half a day to arrive.
The speed increase is obvious.
He stepped down the low hill and headed towards the city gate.
The soldiers guarding the city have changed several times, but everyone in Liangshui City recognizes the portrait of the Fang Clan's True Disciple.
The captain of the soldiers on duty at the city gate recognized the figure in green robes from afar. He hurriedly ordered his men to make way, while he jogged forward to greet him, bowing respectfully, his voice tinged with nervousness and obsequiousness.
"Young Master Fang, you're back!"
Fang Han nodded slightly, and without stopping, walked straight through the city gate.
Behind him, the soldier leader straightened up, watched the receding figure, and let out a long breath, only to find that his back was already covered with a thin layer of sweat.
A newly arrived young soldier beside him asked in a low voice:
"Boss, is that Fang Han, the young master of the Fang Clan?"
"Who else could it be but him?"
The soldier leader wiped the sweat from his brow, his tone tinged with a sense of pride and honor.
"The number one on the Prodigy Ranking from our Liangshui City, and the strongest martial artist under thirty years old in Qingyang Prefecture."
Fang Han walked along the main street of the city toward the Fang Mansion. The shops on both sides of the street were lined up one after another, and the pedestrians were bustling. It was even more prosperous than it had been a few months ago.
Along the way, people recognized him from time to time. They first widened their eyes in surprise, then quickly stepped aside to make way for him, bowing or clasping their hands in greeting, with cries of "Young Master Fang" rising and falling.
Fang Han nodded in response to each one, his steps unhurried.
After turning two corners, the imposing gate of the Fang Mansion came into view.
The vermilion gate was wide open, and two stone lions stood guard in front of it, baring their teeth and brandishing their claws, exuding an imposing aura.
Eight Guard stood on either side, each with a weapon at their waist, exuding a sharp and powerful aura, far surpassing the ordinary guards of the past.
One of the Guard was idly scanning the street when his gaze fell on the approaching figure in a blue robe. He paused for a moment, then his eyes widened in surprise.
"Young Master Han!"
His shout was filled with both surprise and joy, and his voice cracked.
The other Guard all turned to look, and when they saw the person's face clearly, their originally serious faces immediately broke into smiles. They all bowed and greeted him, their voices varying but extremely enthusiastic.
"Young Master Han is back!"
Fang Han stepped onto the stone steps, his gaze sweeping over the Guard. Unable to recall their names, he simply nodded slightly to them.
This simple gesture deepened the smiles on the Guard' faces.
Passing through the gate and entering the mansion, the atmosphere of the Fang Mansion was quite different from what it had been a few months ago.
The courtyard has been expanded to include a new section, with artificial hills and flowing water arranged in a pleasing manner, and precious flowers and trees planted along the winding Corridor.
Servant Maid bustled about, and when they saw Fang Han, they all respectfully gave way and bowed, their eyes filled with a mixture of awe and pride.
Among the gazes cast upon me were curiosity, admiration, and a deep sense of closeness.
Fang Han walked along the bluestone path into the depths of the mansion. Along the way, members of the Fang Lineage stopped to listen. Some bowed and called out "Young Master Han," while others were so excited that they could hardly speak.
An elderly man with gray hair, leaning on a cane, his eyes slightly reddened, said in a trembling voice:
"Young Master Han, you have brought glory to our Fang Clan once again! Number one on the Prodigy Ranking! I never imagined in my life that our Fang Clan could produce such a person..."
Fang Han stopped, patted the old man's arm, and said gently:
"Seventh Uncle, you flatter me. How are you feeling, sir?"
The old man nodded repeatedly, wanting to say something, but his throat tightened, and he simply patted Fang Han's hand forcefully.
Traveling along the way, Fang Han did not go to the Rain-Listening Pavilion to see his parents first, but instead turned to the Pine Wave Pavilion, where the Clan Head, Fang Lingyuan, lived.
Pine Wave Pavilion is located at the deepest part of the Fang Mansion. It is a three-story wooden building and is named after the pine forest behind it, where the wind rustles through the pines.
Fang Han walked to the front of the pavilion, the two servants guarding the door immediately bowed in greeting.
"Is the Clan Head inside?"
Fang Han asked.
" Clan Head, I'm here."
The attendant said respectfully.
Fang Han nodded slightly and stepped into the pavilion.
The study in the Pine Wave Pavilion was on the second floor. Fang Han climbed the steps, and before he even reached the door, he heard a low sigh coming from inside.
The sigh was so faint that it would have been almost unnoticed if he hadn't had hearing far beyond that of an ordinary person.
Fang Han raised his hand and gently knocked three times on the study door.
"Come in."
Fang Lingyuan's voice came through, carrying a hint of weariness that was hard to hide.
Fang Han pushed open the door and entered.
The study was brightly lit, and a thick stack of files was piled on the desk by the window. Fang Lingyuan was writing something at the desk.
After writing the last few words, Fang Lingyuan put down his pen, rubbed his temples, and looked up.
When his gaze fell upon the figure in the green robe standing in front of the door, he was slightly taken aback.
He suddenly stood up, and a smile of undisguised joy bloomed on his face, which was slightly tired from days of hard work.
" Fang Han? Why are you back? Is something wrong?"
Fang Han stepped into the study and sat down opposite Fang Lingyuan.
"I have returned this time to give something to the Clan Head."
He took out the package from his Storage Ring beforehand, untied it from his back, and placed it on the desk.
However, he didn't rush to open it. His gaze lingered on Fang Lingyuan's face for a moment before he asked.
" Clan Head, you looked worried earlier. Is there some trouble in the clan?"