In the Xiao Family hall, Fang Yang was breaking through to seven-star Dou Wang, while Yun Yun and Gu He stared at the scene before them, countless thoughts flashing through their minds.
Only then did the two realize what was wrong. Why were they marveling at his cultivation method and pills? The crucial point was that the fifteen-year-old before them was actually a Dou Wang!
Yun Yun was not too shaken. She was a Dou Huang, a whole realm above a Dou Wang, and saw Fang Yang more as an extraordinarily gifted junior.
Gu He, however, felt as though he had spent half his life living like a dog. Though he was the youngest sixth-grade alchemist in the Jia Ma Empire, he was still only a Dou Wang.
Before a genius like Fang Yang, he could hardly put on airs. A sixth-grade alchemist might enjoy exalted status, but a fifteen-year-old Dou Wang had a future far brighter than his own.
Dou Huang was certainly not this young man's limit.
Nor would the Jia Ma Empire be the stage for his future.
"When a disciple goes untaught, the fault lies with the master."
"Not long ago, Nalan Yanran disregarded the ties between our families and publicly broke our engagement to humiliate me. I'm afraid Sect Master Yun approved of it, too. If you want to make peace, a mere Dou Spirit Pill isn't enough."
"As for those cultivation methods and Dou Techniques—heh."
"Here's a list. Have everything on it delivered to the Xiao Family within half a month, and the grudge between the Misty Cloud Sect and me will be settled."
Fang Yang shaped his Dou Qi into a jade slip and tossed it before Yun Yun, then quietly watched the two examine its contents.
"This..."
Yun Yun knitted her brows.