A Secret with Fang Qingxue

After spending nearly half a day fobbing off Fang Qingwei, Fang Yu then had a heart-to-heart talk with Fang Han for half an hour before heading with him to the Fang Family's Myriad Phenomena Garden.

"Myriad Phenomena Garden" meant that it encompassed all things.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

Fist winds howled as the air trembled.

At that moment, the Fang Family disciples in Myriad Phenomena Garden moved with agility—like vicious tigers hunting sheep, lions pouncing on wild bulls, eagles striking white rabbits, cranes standing atop mountain peaks... Every movement of their bodies united waist and hips, swift and fierce.

Their limbs and their great spines in particular moved and stretched like five fully drawn bows. Their fists and feet shot out like arrows and fell like the wind, revealing an exceptionally solid foundation.

In the past, Fang Han could only watch in secret. He had never imagined that one day, he would be able to enter Myriad Phenomena Garden openly and learn profound martial arts.

While feeling grateful to Fang Yu, he also became exceedingly vigilant, warning himself never to use the Starry Gate martial arts Bai Haichan had taught him.

Otherwise, the matters of the Flood Dragon Subduing Yellow Springs Diagram and the Nine-Aperture Golden Pill would surely be exposed. When that happened, Fang Yu might be the first to make a move against him.

Yet the moment the two entered Myriad Phenomena Garden, everyone seemed to have agreed beforehand. Their gazes turned sharp as awls, keen as swords, and they looked at the pair with naked hostility—or rather, at Fang Han, Fang Zetao's adopted son.

After all, the news that Fang Han had swallowed a Unicorn Viper's gallbladder, earned Fang Yu's favor, and been taken in by Fang Zetao as an adopted son had spread throughout the Fang Family in less than half an hour. Quite a few Fang Family disciples were consumed with envy and jealousy.

By custom, Fang Zetao should have held a grand banquet, inviting prominent families and sect leaders from all over Dragon Deepwater Province and even the Dali Dynasty, formally introducing Fang Han and bringing him into the upper circles of the Dali Dynasty.

But taking Fang Han as his adopted son was already Fang Zetao's limit. Holding a lavish feast and announcing it to the entire Dali Dynasty was nothing but a dream.

"You are Fang Han!"

Suddenly, just as Fang Han was being stared at so intensely by the Fang Family disciples that his entire body ached, a voice like a great bell resounded.

It crashed toward him, making Fang Han's eardrums throb faintly as though they were about to rupture.

But then a warmth rose from his heart and drove all the discomfort away, leaving him completely at ease.

Following the voice, he saw a middle-aged man in a purple robe striding toward them with the gait of a dragon and tiger, radiating overwhelming might.

This middle-aged man in purple was nine feet tall, broad and imposing. His spine stood straight like a sword or spear, and he seemed like a towering mountain pressing down upon them. Though still far away, Fang Han nearly stopped breathing.

One of the Fang Family's experts—"Giant Spirit Hand" Fang Tong! His reputation shook lands north and south of the great river, and he specialized in teaching the Fang Family disciples profound martial arts.

"Greetings, Young Master!"

The moment Fang Tong approached, he clasped his hands and bowed to Fang Yu. Although Fang Yu's cultivation was inferior to his, his status in the Fang Family was nearly below only three people and above ten thousand. He was naturally not someone Fang Tong could afford to offend.

After all, the Fang Family now had an immortal of the Divine Ability Secret Realm.

Moreover, Fang Tong's surname Fang had been bestowed upon him. He was not originally a member of the Fang Family and was considered a guest elder.

"Greetings, Uncle Fang. This is my sworn younger brother, Fang Han. My father has just taken him as an adopted son. Uncle Fang should already know. I'll have to trouble Uncle Fang to teach him well."

Fang Yu nodded, then swept his gaze over the many Fang Family disciples watching them and spoke calmly.

"Yes, this subordinate understands. Young Master, rest assured."

At those words, Fang Tong hurriedly nodded in agreement.

"Little Brother, starting today, you will cultivate and study martial arts in Myriad Phenomena Garden. If you need anything, tell Uncle Fang. For the coming period, I must enter seclusion and cultivate diligently. I will not emerge until Eldest Sister leaves for the Ascension Immortal Sect, so do not seek me out unless it is something extremely important."

Fang Yu then looked at Fang Han and said gravely.

"Yes, I understand. Elder Brother, rest assured."

Fang Han nodded.

Before his words had even faded, whispers, mocking remarks, and discussions arose among the Fang Family disciples in the distance.

"What nerve. He truly does not know the immensity of heaven and earth, calling the Young Master his elder brother so soon."

"Exactly, exactly. Does he really think a horse-feeding servant is worthy of calling the Young Master his elder brother?"

They were all saying that Fang Han had the audacity to call Fang Yu his elder brother directly, their voices filled with jealousy.

After all, though Fang Han was merely an adopted son, his status was now higher than theirs.

Fang Yu, Fang Han, and Fang Tong paid no heed to these words. Fang Tong even thought more highly of Fang Han because of them.

"Good!"

Fang Yu patted Fang Han on the shoulder and left Myriad Phenomena Garden.

As for how far Fang Han could go, that would depend entirely on his own fortune.

In any case, he would definitely enter the Ascension Immortal Sect.

After leaving Myriad Phenomena Garden, Fang Yu returned to his own courtyard. However, a tall and graceful figure stood quietly outside it. It was Fang Qiang, whom he had just met earlier.

"Sister Fang Qiang, why are you here? Does Eldest Sister have some instruction?"

Seeing this, Fang Yu felt a trace of unease and quickly strode forward to ask.

"Greetings, Young Master. By Eldest Miss's orders, this servant has brought this box to Young Master. Eldest Miss said that Young Master should have need of what is inside."

At his words, Fang Qiang first bowed, then raised a foot-long sandalwood box carved with dragons and phoenixes in both hands and respectfully presented it to Fang Yu.

"Eldest Sister gave this to me?"

Fang Yu froze for a moment. Though surprised, he also felt somewhat uneasy, but did not show it. Instead, he clasped his hands and said, "Then please convey my thanks to Eldest Sister. In a few days, I will personally go and thank her."

"Young Master is too courteous. This servant obeys."

Fang Qiang replied with a respectful bow.

"If Young Master has no other instructions, this servant shall take her leave."

"Alright. Take care."

Fang Yu naturally had no further instructions and nodded.

"This servant withdraws. May Young Master enjoy boundless blessings."

After saying this, Fang Qiang finally departed with graceful steps, leaving Fang Yu's sight.

Fang Yu's gaze then fell upon the sandalwood box Fang Qingxue had sent him. Yet he did not open it immediately, instead entering the bedroom of his courtyard residence.

After placing the sandalwood box on the table, Fang Yu immediately went to the secret chamber to inspect the Heaven-Palm Bottle. Once he confirmed that there was no problem, he took it out again and tucked it into his robes.

Only then did he feel at ease. He returned to the bedroom and opened the sandalwood box.

There was nothing else inside, only a palm-sized transparent Crystal Gourd that shimmered with flowing, multicolored light, looking rather mysterious and extraordinary.

Fang Yu was no stranger to this Crystal Gourd. It was precisely the crystal vessel Fang Qingxue had used earlier to hold the Nine Yang Sacred Water.

"It seems the secret of the Heaven-Palm Bottle has already been exposed."

The instant he saw the Crystal Gourd, Fang Yu understood that Fang Qingxue had not been deceived by the Heaven-Palm Bottle's secret at all.

However, just as he had expected, Fang Qingxue had no interest whatsoever in the Heaven-Palm Bottle and would not take it from him.

He had truly judged a gentleman's heart by his own petty standards.

This way, he could also store the Nine Yang Sacred Water.

He simply did not know whether this Crystal Gourd was a treasure refined from Void Crystal in the Great Primordial World, capable of holding objects several or even dozens of times its apparent volume.

At the same time, the Heaven-Palm Bottle now counted as a secret shared between him and Fang Qingxue.