"These things are enough."
Fang Han glanced at these items one by one and nodded slowly.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
"Buzz--"
<Soul-Chasing Art>Use all your strength.
Soul Intent Domain spread out from his body, like an invisible spider web, covering all the more than ten items on the table.
In perception, on those items, soul aura slowly emerged like light smoke.
Every soul breath is unique, but they all have a common characteristic, that is, they are young and fresh.
Fang Han wrote down these soul breaths one by one and imprinted them deeply in his mind.
After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and a very faint light flashed in his eyes.
"Found it?"
Chen Tianyuan saw Fang Han open his eyes and asked quickly.
Fang Han nodded slightly and shook his head again.
"On these items, I sensed more than ten soul auras, which should be left by these Thunderlight Pavilion disciples."
"It's just that we can't draw a conclusion yet on whether we can track it!"
He did not continue speaking, but turned around and walked out of the room and came to the courtyard.
Chen Tianyuan and Gu Changqing looked at each other and both followed.
"Buzz--"
Fang Han stood in the courtyard, closed his eyes again, and maximized his perception.
<Soul-Chasing Art>'s perception is centered on him, spreading out in all directions like an invisible tide.
Several miles, ten miles, twenty miles--
With the blessing of Soul Intent Domain, the range of perception finally stabilized at twenty miles away.
He compared the more than ten soul auras one by one with the remaining soul auras within twenty miles around.
One, no.
Two lanes, no.
Three ways, still no.
After comparing more than ten soul auras one by one, Fang Han slowly opened his eyes.
There was a hint of helplessness in those calm eyes.
"I can't trace it."
Chen Tianyuan asked with a frown.
"Why?"
"These Thunderlight Pavilion disciples were probably secretly transferred a few months ago."
Fang Han said in a deep voice.
"It's been too long, and the soul aura left along the way has long since dissipated, making it impossible to trace."
He can sense the soul breath from those items. That is because the soul breath is infiltrated by long-term use, and the breath can be preserved for a long time.
As for the soul breath left along the way, it is obvious that the breath cannot be preserved for a long time.
Gu Changqing twirled his gray beard and spoke slowly.
"Forget it, if you can't trace it, you can't trace it. Those who are missing are only a group of disciples. The strongest ones are no more than Middle Third Grade, and they are not a threat to the Azure Profound Sect."
Chen Tianyuan nodded slightly.
"Supreme Elder is right. These disciples have lost Thunderlight Pavilion as their backer. Even if they hide in the dark with some treasures, they may not be able to grow up."
There was a bit of self-comfort in his tone, the matter was over, there was no point in getting entangled.
Fang Han stood aside and said nothing.
He was still worried.
These missing Thunderlight Pavilion disciples are not a threat to the Azure Profound Sect, but they can threaten Fang Clan.
Fang Clan The strongest one now is only Middle Third Grade warrior. If these Thunderlight Pavilion disciples really want to take revenge, Fang Clan may not be able to stop them.
Once this thought arises, it cannot be suppressed and becomes stronger and stronger.
It is necessary to confirm whether Fang Clan is safe.
Fang Han raised his head and looked at Chen Tianyuan.
"Sect Master, this disciple is worried that these Thunderlight Pavilion disciples will retaliate against the Fang Clan, and would like to go back to the Fang Clan to confirm whether Fang Clan is safe."
Chen Tianyuan heard this and did not stop him, but nodded.
"Go ahead, just let me and Supreme Elder take care of you."
Fang Han felt warm in his heart and cupped his hands.
"Thank you, Sect Master."
He didn't say anything more, turned around, the hem of his green robe was picked up by the wind, and he was already walking out of the courtyard gate.
Chen Tianyuan looked at Fang Han's back disappearing outside the courtyard gate.
Of course, he couldn't stop this kind of thing.
If anything happens to the Fang Clan due to the obstruction, Fang Han will definitely have a gap with the sect.
Azure Profound Sect cannot afford this price.
"Whoosh!"
Fang Han came out of the side hall and moved his feet <Wind-Chasing Moon-Pursuing Steps> with all his strength.
The green-robed figure was like a blue lightning carried by the strong wind, passing over the ruins of the wall, past the ruins of the mountain gate, and past the wasteland and hills of East Foothills Prefecture.
He pushed the speed to the extreme, the wind screamed in his ears, and the trees and rocks on both sides were pulled into blurry gray shadows.
<Wind-Chasing Moon-Pursuing Steps>'s speed is unleashed without any reservation, making it difficult for ordinary people to catch him.
Set off early in the morning, and in the afternoon, the outline of Qingyang Prefecture appeared at the end of the field of vision.
Fang Han did not stop and continued to rush in the direction of Liangshui City.
After a few more hours, the familiar city wall of Liangshui City appeared in sight.
The city wall is not high, and pedestrians come and go at the city gate.
Pedestrians at the city gate only saw a blur before their eyes, and he had already entered the city and rushed away in the direction of the Fang Mansion.
In front of the Fang Mansion door, the two stone lions still stand proudly, the red lacquered door is open, and Servant is sweeping in front of the door.
Fang Han slowed down.
With his perceptual ability, he has been able to sense the auras of Younger Sister, Fang Clan's parents, and the rest of the clan.
Obviously, Fang Clan was not attacked.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master Han!"
Guard in front of the door saw a green shadow rushing towards him. He was startled at first. When he saw clearly that the person coming was Fang Han, he quickly bowed and saluted.
Fang Han nodded slightly, walked through the gate, passed through the front yard, and walked towards the Rain-Listening Pavilion.
The tribesmen and Servant he met along the way bowed and saluted one after another, and he nodded in response.
Rain-Listening Pavilion's moon cave door appeared in view, and Fang Han stepped into the courtyard.
The few Emerald Bamboo bushes in the courtyard are still swaying gently in the wind, and the branches of several plum trees have withered their flowers.
Mother Lin Wan was sitting on the porch, with a maid serving next to her. Father Fang Zheng was standing in front of the hall door with his hands behind his hands. When they saw Fang Han returning, they were both slightly startled.
"Han'er?"
Lin Wan stood up, with a hint of surprise on his face.
"Why did you come back suddenly?"
"Come back and see you."
Fang Han said.
Fang Zheng's eyes stayed on Fang Han's face for a moment.
He never talks much, but he knows his son better than his father, and he can clearly detect the abnormal tension in Fang Han's expression.
"But what happened?"
Fang Zheng spoke, his voice not high, but with a calmness that showed some insight into the world.
Fang Han was silent for a breath and decided to tell the truth.
"... Before Thunderlight Pavilion was destroyed, he secretly transferred a group of disciples, and their whereabouts are still unknown."
"I was worried that they would take revenge on the Fang Clan, so I rushed back to take a look."
Fang Zheng heard this and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He didn't ask much about the Thunderlight Pavilion's destruction. He just nodded slightly and reached out to pat Fang Han on the shoulder.
"Everything is fine at home, you don't have to worry."
Lin Wan also came forward and held Fang Han's hand, with a bit of heartache in his voice.
"You came all the way back, I'm afraid you didn't even bother to eat. Take a rest first, and my mother will ask someone to get you some food."
"Okay, I am indeed a little hungry."
Fang Han did not refuse.
His eyes fell on the Emerald Bamboo bushes in the courtyard, and a trace of thought flashed in his quiet eyes.
He can't stay at the Fang Clan and not go anywhere.
If these Thunderlight Pavilion disciples are really spying in secret, they will eventually leave Fang Clan.
By then, Fang Clan will be in danger.
There must be someone powerful enough to protect Fang Clan.
"Bring Redfire back to the Fang Clan from the sect!"
In Fang Han's mind, a huge red figure appeared.
Redfire.
Although Redfire's strength is nothing to him now, it is still a powerful monster comparable to First Barrier Breakthrough warrior.
With Redfire here, these missing Thunderlight Pavilion disciples will never threaten Fang Clan.
Fang Han raised his head and looked at his parents with a solemn tone.
"Father, mother, I plan to bring Redfire back to the Fang Clan and let it protect Fang Clan."
Fang Zheng and Lin Wan looked at each other.
They know that if they don't agree, Fang Han will definitely not feel at ease.
"That's your arrangement."
Fang Zheng nodded slightly.
Fang Han nodded.
He did not stay longer at the Fang Clan. After a hasty meal, he immediately set off for the sect.
"Whoosh--"
He pushed <Wind-Chasing Moon-Pursuing Steps> to the extreme.
The green-robed figure pulled out a faint, almost transparent afterimage in the afternoon sun, and flew away in the direction of the Azure Profound Sect.
The wind howled in my ears, and the wilderness and woods on both sides retreated rapidly.
In just two hours, the towering mountain gate of the Azure Profound Sect appeared at the end of the field of vision.
When the disciples on duty at the mountain gate saw Fang Han rushing towards them, they quickly stepped aside to make way.
Fang Han kept walking and flew straight in the direction of No. 35 Annex.
The door of the other courtyard was ajar, and Qui Lan was squatting on the porch tending a pot of orchids when he heard a movement and raised his head.
Then I saw that Fang Han had passed through the courtyard and entered the backyard.
Under the ancient trees in the backyard, Redfire was taking a nap in the shade.
The huge head rested on its two front paws, and its tail flicked occasionally, making the fallen leaves on the ground rustle.
Hearing the footsteps, its Dark Gold vertical pupils opened suddenly.
When he saw it was Fang Han, he stood up with his tail wagging, and let out a low whimper in his throat.
Fang Han walked forward, stretched out his hand and patted its neck.
"Follow me."
Redfire seemed to notice the solemnity in Fang Han's tone.
He didn't come over to act like a baby like usual, he just let out a low whimper and followed behind Fang Han.
Soon after, Fang Han took Redfire out of the Azure Profound Sect mountain gate and rushed in the direction of Liangshui City.
Early the next morning, Fang Han brought Redfire back to the Fang Mansion.
Redfire's huge body passed through the red lacquer gate of the Fang Mansion. Although it was not the first time he saw it, the majestic figure still made the tribesmen in the front yard look at him.
Fang Han led Redfire through many courtyards and returned to the Rain-Listening Pavilion.
In the backyard of the Rain-Listening Pavilion, Fang Han squatted down in front of Redfire, his eyes level with the vertical pupils of Dark Gold.
"From today on, you will stay here."
His voice was not high, but it carried an unquestionable solemnity.
"Protect Fang Clan for me."
Redfire seemed to understand what Fang Han said, and let out a deep roar from his throat. His huge head nodded up and down a little, and his tail slowly swung twice.
Fang Han stretched out his hand and patted its neck hard twice, then stood up.
Standing on the porch with his hands behind his hands, looking at Redfire lying under the ancient tree in the courtyard, the stone that had been hanging in his heart for a long time finally fell to the ground completely.
With Redfire under his master, few people can threaten Fang Clan.