Xiao Family Hall.
Fang Yang paid no heed to the others' gazes. Looking at Xiao Zhan's eyes, filled with eager anticipation, he smiled and nodded. "It has indeed recovered, and it's even a little stronger than before."
"Good, good, good!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhan burst into laughter. The gloom that had long weighed on his heart was swept away, and violent azure Dou Qi surged from his body, allowing everyone in the hall to feel his exhilaration.
"How is that possible?!"
Xiao Ning muttered to himself. As he looked at the high-spirited youth before him, resentment and jealous fury burned fiercely within him. He could not believe that Fang Yang had become the genius he once was again.
As for the First Elder and Third Elder, after exchanging a glance, both saw the astonishment in each other's eyes, along with a trace of regret.
The former Fang Yang had been the greatest genius in the Xiao Family's history. At twelve, he had condensed a Dou Qi Vortex and advanced to become a Dou Practitioner. Yet three years ago, he had suddenly contracted a strange illness, causing his cultivation to regress and making further progress impossible. That was why so many clan members had mocked and ridiculed him.
Now, the strange illness afflicting the youth before them had been cured, and his talent had returned. Even if three years had been delayed, it likely would not have much effect on his future achievements.
Beyond the Xiao Family members.
The three from the Misty Cloud Sect were also exchanging looks. Ge Ye, the elderly man at their head, looked at Nalan Yanran, who kept signaling him with her eyes. Recalling what Sect Leader Yun Yun had said before they departed, he finally stood up with a bitter smile and coughed lightly.