"Don't worry."
Fang Han put down the tea cup and looked at Qui Lan's still tense face. His tone was calm but with a reassuring certainty.
"With the strength of the Nether Pavilion, it cannot threaten Azure Profound Sect."
Qui Lan was slightly startled, raised his head, and met his senior brother's eyes as calm as water.
There was no trace of panic or solemnity in those eyes, only a calmness that seemed unyielding even if the sky fell.
She didn't know why her senior brother was so calm, but that calmness was like an ancient well without waves, which slowly calmed down the uneasiness that had been filling her heart for a long time.
"Take my token and go to Sect Treasury to redeem fifteen bottles of Earth Spirit Pill."
Fang Han took off Identity Token from his waist and placed it on the table.
Qui Lan took the token with both hands, responded, turned around and left quickly.
Fang Han sat in the Side Hall and slowly ate his breakfast.
The autumn sun was shining brightly outside the window, and a few fallen leaves floated down from the branches, swirling in the wind and falling on the windowsill.
Today, he is <Great Void Wind God Sword>Minor Accomplishment, and his combat power has increased by more than ten times based on the original.
He teamed up with Supreme Elder Gu Changqing and was confident enough to suppress the cooperation between Li Hanjiang and Ling Wuyuan.
What's more, his cultivation level will soon break through to First Grade Late Stage, and his combat power will see another surge.
At that time, not to mention ordinary masters, even veteran masters, he would dare to meet head-on.
About half an hour later, rapid footsteps were heard outside the courtyard door.
Qui Lan walked quickly into the courtyard carrying a cloth bag, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his breathing was slightly rapid. It was obvious that he had jogged all the way back.
"Senior brother, Danyao has been redeemed."
She walked up to Fang Han, presented Identity Token and the cloth bag filled with Danyao with both hands, and added.
"In exchange for fifteen bottles of Earth Spirit Pill, one Major Merit was used. Now there are two Major Merit left in the token."
Fang Han took the token and cloth bag.
The cloth bag was quite heavy, with fifteen jade vases neatly stacked inside. The bottles had warm bodies and cork as stoppers.
He picked up a bottle, uncorked it, brought it to his nose and sniffed it, confirming that it was Earth Spirit Pill, and then re-corked it.
Thinking that there were only two Major Merit left, his heart couldn't help but bleed.
Two Major Merit are worth 6 Minor Merit, which seems like a lot, but is actually not much.
The monthly Danyao rewards are of varying types and cannot provide a stable supply for cultivation. If you want to have a stable supply of cultivation, you can only spend Major Merit to redeem them.
Earth Spirit Pill needs to be redeemed with Major Merit, and Vajra Pill also needs to be redeemed with Major Merit.
His current cultivation speed is astonishingly fast, but the consumption of Danyao is also astonishingly fast. Two Major Merit cannot sustain it for long.
And currently, the sect does not have any suitable tasks for him to earn Major Merit.
Fang Han was carrying the cloth bag containing Earth Spirit Pill and was about to get up and return to Quiet Room to continue practicing Internal Qi and strive to break through First Grade Late Stage as soon as possible.
Suddenly there was a burst of hasty footsteps outside the courtyard gate.
Qui Lan walked quickly into the Side Hall, followed by a young disciple wearing Sect Master's Hall disciple uniform.
When the disciple saw Fang Han, he quickly bowed and saluted, with a bit of solemnity in his voice:
"Senior Brother Fang, if the sect leader invites you, please go to the Sect Master's Hall immediately."
Fang Han raised his eyebrows slightly.
The sect leader summoned him and went "immediately" with an unusual urgency in his tone.
He nodded slightly, handed the cloth bag containing Danyao to Qui Lan, straightened his robe, hung Silver-Gray Longsword around his waist, and followed the disciple outside.
The two of them walked along the bluestone path towards the top of the mountain, one behind the other.
The autumn sun shines through the gaps in the branches and leaves of ancient trees, casting mottled light and shadow on the mountain road.
During the journey, Fang Han had roughly guessed the reason for the sect leader's summons, and his steps became calm.
The towering silhouette of the Sect Master's Hall appears at the end of the field of vision.
When the disciples on duty in front of the palace gate saw Fang Han approaching, they quickly stepped aside to get out of the way.
Fang Han stepped into the palace.
The light in the hall is bright, and Sandalwood Incense is floating.
Sect Leader Chen Tianyuan was sitting on the large rosewood chair at the top, holding a letter in his hand, his brows slightly furrowed, and his expression a bit solemn.
Hearing the footsteps, he raised his eyes and saw it was Fang Han, and nodded slightly.
"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 waved his hand, indicating Fang Han to take a seat at the bottom.
Fang Han sat down as instructed and his eyes fell on Chen Tianyuan's face.
Chen Tianyuan's expression was calm, but there was clearly a trace of suppressed anger in those gentle eyes.
Chen Tianyuan got straight to the point, his voice was not high but it was a bit solemn:
"Nether Pavilion Master Ling Wuyuan, have you heard about the fact that he became a master?"
"Disciple just heard about it this morning."
Fang Han nodded and responded.
Chen Tianyuan put down the letter in his hand and leaned back on the chair, with a hint of coldness in his warm eyes:
"Since the news that Ling Wuyuan became a master came out, Nether Pavilion has been ready to make a move."
"In the past few days, many properties under my Azure Profound Sect name have been harassed by the Nether Pavilion."
"Although it didn't cause much damage, the temptation was very obvious."
He paused and his voice became a little darker.
"Nether Pavilion obviously has bad thoughts because the strength of one and two masters has increased significantly."
Fang Han was silent for a moment, raised his eyes and asked:
"How does the sect leader plan to respond?"
Chen Tianyuan didn't answer immediately. He just took out the gold-gilded invitation and put it on the table.
The invitation was bound with a black background and gold edges, and the cover was embroidered with dark gold thread with the unique flame pattern of the Nether Pavilion, which glowed with a cold luster under the light.
"This is the Grandmaster Banquet invitation letter from Ling Wuyuan."
Chen Tianyuan spoke slowly.
"I have decided to go to the banquet in person and bring a few Elder with you, Luo Yuntian, and Yun Muyao."
Fang Han's eyes fell on the invitation, waiting for the next step.
Chen Tianyuan continued, his voice a little more solemn.
"I want you to challenge Ling Wuyuan on Grandmaster Banquet and show your combat power that is comparable to that of a grandmaster."
He raised his eyes and looked at Fang Han, a sharp look flashed in his warm eyes.
"Nether Pavilion relies on himself as a master of one discipline and two masters, and thinks he can surpass me Azure Profound Sect. That is a big mistake. I, Azure Profound Sect, am also a master of two disciplines!"
Fang Han has not yet become a Grandmaster, but he already possesses Grandmaster combat power. Because it is too easy to attract jealousy, he originally did not intend to reveal it to the outside world.
Now it seems that it has to be revealed.
'Showing the Grandmaster's combat power?'
Fang Han is thinking in his heart.
Showing combat power comparable to that of a grandmaster to intimidate Nether Pavilion is indeed a very good way to suppress Nether Pavilion's arrogance.
But what he thought of went further than that.
Today, <Great Void Wind God Sword> has reached Minor Accomplishment, and his combat power has increased by more than ten times based on the original level.
Ordinary masters would only be crushed in front of him.
Ling Wuyuan has just become a grandmaster, and his strength is at the level of an ordinary grandmaster at best.
Defeating him is not difficult.
If you can defeat him in front of Grandmaster Banquet, it will be like giving Nether Pavilion a slap in the face when they are most proud.
By then, Nether Pavilion not only will not dare to be arrogant anymore, but I am afraid that he will have to keep his tail between his legs.
"Disciple understands."
Fang Han raised his eyes and met Chen Tianyuan's gaze, his voice was calm but with an undoubted confidence.
"This disciple will definitely let Nether Pavilion know that I, Azure Profound Sect, is not someone they can bully."
Chen Tianyuan looked into Fang Han's calm eyes and nodded slightly.
"We'll leave early tomorrow morning. Go back and prepare."
"Yes, disciple, resign."
Fang Han stood up, saluted Chen Tianyuan, turned around and exited Sect Master's Hall.
The autumn sun outside the hall was bright and warm. He stood on the stone steps with his hands behind his hands, looking towards the direction of the Nether Pavilion in the distance.
In those calm eyes, a hint of cold sharpness flashed away.
The next morning, the morning light came through.
A huge snow-white tiger is crawling on Blue Stone Plaza in front of the mountain gate. It is the First Grade monster White Tiger.
A rather spacious carriage is mounted on the broad back, enough to accommodate a dozen people.
Chen Tianyuan is dressed in dark blue Brocade Robe, standing beside White Tiger with his hands behind his back.
Next to him, stood three Elder, namely Law Enforcement Hall, deputy hall master Chen Wanjun, Second Grade Elder Han Qing, Second Grade Elder Jin Han.
They all have calm faces and restrained breaths.
When Fang Han arrived, Luo Yuntian and Yun Muyao had already arrived.
Luo Yuntian is dressed in a dark blue outfit, with a knife hanging on his waist and a focused gaze.
Yun Muyao was wearing a light cyan long skirt with a veil covering her face. When she saw Fang Han, she nodded slightly.
"Everyone is here, let's go."
Chen Tianyuan didn't say much and took the lead in boarding the carriage.
Everyone followed closely behind.
White Tiger let out a deep roar, exerted force on all four limbs, and its huge body sprang out like a white lightning, speeding along the road in the direction of East Foothills Prefecture.
The autumn wind whistled in my ears, and the fields and trees on both sides retreated rapidly.
One day later, the towering mountain gate of the Nether Pavilion appeared at the end of the field of vision.
It was quite a spectacular sight.
The continuous black palaces are built against the mountain, extending from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside. They are stacked on top of each other and are magnificent.
The halls are connected by corridors, with dark stone pillars standing every few feet on both sides of the corridor, with strange flame patterns carved on the pillars.
At the mountain gate, a huge black stone gate towers into the clouds.
The three characters "Nether Pavilion" are engraved on the lintel in dark gold font. The writing is vigorous and gives off a cold and domineering atmosphere.
White Tiger stopped outside the mountain gate, and everyone jumped out of the carriage.
After the announcement, a figure walked up followed by several people.
This figure has a pale face, slightly convex cheekbones, and a pale complexion that has not been exposed to sunlight all year round. He is Nether Pavilion, Deputy Pavilion Master Li Wushang.
"Zongzhu Chen has come a long way, but he has lost something to welcome you from afar."
Li Wushang came forward to greet him, bowed his hands, and had a smile on his lips.
The smile floated on his face, but it didn't reach his eyes, showing a bit of a perfunctory smile.
"Deputy Pavilion Master Li, you're welcome."
Chen Tianyuan slightly bowed his hand in return, his face as calm as water, showing no emotion at all.
Li Wushang looked past Chen Tianyuan and scanned the people behind him.
After staying on Fang Han for a moment, a cold light flashed across his sinister eyes, and then he returned to his smiling face.
He raised his hand sideways:
"Everyone, please come with me. Your accommodation has been arranged."
After that, he called a middle-aged man in black Deacon clothes behind him, gave a few instructions, and then raised his hand to Chen Tianyuan:
"There are still trivial matters in the pavilion, so I cannot accompany you in person. I hope Sect Master Chen will forgive me."
Chen Tianyuan nodded slightly and said nothing.
Deacon led the way sideways, leading Azure Profound Sect and his party towards the mountainside.
When Nether Pavilion disciples encountered along the way saw Azure Profound Sect's group, some turned sideways to avoid it, while others hurried past with their heads lowered.
Occasionally, a few eyes fell on Fang Han, with undisguised hostility. After all, many Elder, Deacon, and disciples of the Nether Pavilion died at the hands of Fang Han.
Naturally, there are some friends among these people in the Nether Pavilion.