Ye Feibai walked out of the main hall, clutching his neck with a gloomy expression. When he looked back, Fang Qianyuan had already left.
Pan Dong emerged from somewhere, clicking his tongue in admiration. "What a lucky fellow you are."
"Senior Brother Pan, what on earth is this thing?" Ye Feibai asked, troubled.
Pan Dong smiled. "Don't ask too many questions. You'll understand in time."
He added, "Come on, I'll take you to the Ascension Academy to handle the paperwork. Transferring your registration isn't easy, but I have a handwritten order approved by the Grand Commander himself. We can make an exception and get everything settled today. If things go smoothly, you'll even catch the last Cloud Soaring Roc and fly straight there. Don't worry about your belongings at the Luogu Training Institute, either. When one of our Warrior Administration disciplinary officers goes there on business, they'll bring your things over as well. You might have to wait a while, though. Or, if you have a fellow disciple you're close to at the Luogu Training Institute, you can ask them to mail everything to you."
Ye Feibai hurriedly said, "It's only some changes of clothes and odds and ends. There's no need to go to all that trouble."
"For us, it's just something we can do along the way," Pan Dong said. "Hardly any trouble at all."
Even so, hearing this brought a surge of warmth to Ye Feibai's heart.
This visit to the Sect Headquarters truly felt like a dream. His entire life had changed completely in that one unguarded moment.
Before he knew it, nearly half a year had passed.
Fang Qianyuan cultivated quietly throughout those months, finally refining all the medicinal power that had suddenly erupted during his time in the Eastern Sea and fully consolidating