As Fang Yun's status rose, he changed in every respect.
Yet Fang Yun remained true to his original intentions. These days, he kept to a simple line between Spring Garden and the Academy, neither ostentatious nor frivolous. Only Ao Huang and Nunu had stirred up a small commotion. No one blamed Fang Yun; everyone knew Ao Huang's temperament. He had even dared pluck luminous pearls from the Golden Throne Hall, so setting off fireworks at the Left Prime Minister's Residence was nothing much.
Fang Yun quietly accumulated experience and quietly cultivated himself.
Tomorrow was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Since the Metropolitan Graduate Spring Hunt was unlike the Sacred Ruins Literary Gathering, where one could gain Moon Essence through poetry and verse, the Literary Assembly had always been held after the metropolitan graduates were sent into the Spring Hunt, lasting an entire afternoon. By evening, once the metropolitan graduates entering the Spring Hunt had adapted, the struggle among the Ten Kingdoms' metropolitan graduates would become exceptionally fierce and continue for three days.
Before dawn, Fang Yun arrived at East Garden, far from where everyone lived. The main garden was water, South Garden served as the residence, and East Garden was filled with all kinds of trees. Fang Yun entered a dense bamboo grove, surrounded on all sides by towering bamboo.
Fang Yun opened his mouth and expelled the True Dragon Ancient Sword. The golden True Dragon Ancient Sword, carrying the pitch-black Ink Sword, darted through the bamboo grove like a swimming dragon with a golden back and black belly passing through water.
The bamboo grove was dense, greatly testing one's control over the Lip Spear and Tongue Sword, as well as one's own reactions and judgment.
The True Dragon Ancient Sword flew at the speed of One