Fang Liqiu collected the thoughts in her mind and turned to look at Fang Xing and the others beside her.
She paused slightly, recalling what Fang Xing had just said.
It seems to be saying...
Worried about their safety?
Fang Liqiu her lips and offered words of comfort.
"It's alright, don't worry."
"In any case, we've now joined the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect. Although the secret realm is dangerous, it's unlikely that any cultivator would suddenly attack us."
"If we act cautiously and avoid competing with those powerful Saint Realm fortuitous opportunity, we will be fine."
She spoke with great certainty.
The others gradually calmed down under her reassurance, nodded, and continued to follow Fang Xing and her, approaching the valley step by step.
However, although they were all from the Fang Household, the group wasn't entirely harmonious.
Especially the two women in the middle of the group.
The two were at odds; although they walked together, they tried their best to stay away from each other, not even wanting their clothes to touch each other.
It was Fang Yu and Fang Zhenyu.
Although they were from collateral branches, after the Fang Household's assessment, everyone knew that their talents were in no way inferior to those of the direct descendants.
It could even be said that, apart from Fang Xing, these two were the best among the Fang Household who entered the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect.
Fang Yu remained silent and did not participate in the conversation among the Fang Household.
She was simply staring blankly at the valley that was getting closer and closer, filled with rising Spiritual Qi; she was clearly lost in thought.
Her heart was filled with complex emotions.
Entering the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect is indeed something to be happy about.
In particular, after joining the sect, she truly witnessed a vast and more colorful world that was completely different from what she had seen before.
This is undoubtedly something to be happy about.
but...
' Yun'er...'
Fang Yu's lips moved slightly, swallowing the endless sigh that welled up in her throat.
Fang Zhenyu could see this scene, but Fang Yun'er, who was able to defeat Fang Zhenyu, could not. She only felt extremely uncomfortable and filled with complex emotions.
In the Fang Household's assessment, Yun'er clearly won. Even though her talent test ranking wasn't good, combined with the other two factors, she still came in tenth.
One of the spots for the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect should have belonged to Yun'er.
But that Elder Gong...
Fang Yu bit her lip, a hint of discomfort creeping into her otherwise cold and hard expression.
She couldn't sway an elder's opinion.
It's a real shame that Yun'er couldn't come in here with me.
The world is so vast.
The Heaven-Gazing Secret Realm is even more vast, offering countless fortuitous opportunity.
Perhaps there will be some fortuitous opportunity treasure or magical Law Treasure that can improve one's aptitude, even if it's just a little bit, it will be enough.
pity...
pity.
As for why she was only worried about Yun'er and not Fang Linlin?
There's absolutely no need to worry about that.
Fang Linlin was also favored.
Although she lacked aptitude, talent, and fighting ability, she had a good father.
Despite her father's best efforts, he finally succeeded in sending Fang Linlin to the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect.
Although she was only an outer disciple and couldn't enter the Heaven-Gazing Secret Realm this time, it was better than nothing. Moreover, with Fang Yu looking after her, it was already quite a good treatment for Fang Linlin.
Only Yun'er...
That day, the event ended hastily, and Yun'er was never seen again.
I wonder how that girl is doing.
Whether it's good or bad now.
No.
wrong.
Yun'er is blessed with good fortune; she'll definitely be alright.
but...
well!
"What a pity... Yun'er..."
"Are you still talking about that good-for-nothing mute?"
Fang Yu was muttering to herself, unaware that someone with no sense of propriety would bump into her.
She didn't even need to look to know it was Fang Zhenyu again.
Only Fang Zhenyu would treat Yun'er with such a harsh tone.
With a cold glance, Fang Zhenyu was being looked at, showed no embarrassment for talking badly about someone behind their back. Instead, she let out a cold laugh.
"How petty."
"I advise you to focus on your cultivation and stop thinking about these useless things. With her talent, coming to the sect would be a waste."
After saying that, she slightly raised her chin and spoke in a tone that carried a hint of favor.
"This is my advice to you."
"It's also because of your talent."
After arriving at the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect, her strength improved by leaps and bounds.
Although it can't compare to those prodigies, it's simply incomparable to the original.
It was because of this that Fang Zhenyu Zhenzhen realized that she had been a frog in a well when she was in that small town!
She is, and so is Fang Yun'er.
Now, half a year has passed in the blink of an eye. Fang Zhenyu has completely recovered from her previous panic and forgotten the unease and humiliation that Fang Yun'er brought her back then.
No.
It can't be said that they've forgotten.
A sharp glint flashed in Fang Zhenyu's eyes.
She could confidently say that if she were in her current state and met Fang Yun'er, she could definitely avenge her previous defeat!
We'll crush that piece of trash under our feet!
Talent is indeed the most important thing.
She possesses talent, and she is also the luckiest.
It doesn't look like Fang Yun'er...
He's probably still hiding somewhere, crying his eyes out.
Oh.
Fang Yu, with a cold face, said sarcastically, "That's really funny."
"I don't know who it was, but six months ago, he was severely injured by One Sword strike from the very person he called 'trash'."
"If Yun'er is considered trash, then what are you, who were severely injured?"
"The worst of the worst?"
Upon hearing this, Fang Zhenyu's face twisted for a moment, but then she regained her composure and sneered repeatedly.
"The past is the past, the present is the present."
If you think I'll get angry and embarrassed if the past is mentioned, you're wrong.
"After all... the Fang Yun'er you mentioned wasn't chosen by Elder Gong at all, and she couldn't even enter the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect. What meaning do those past victories and defeats have?"
"From now on, the gap between Fang Yun'er and me will only widen."
" Fang Yu, even you can't deny it, can you?"
"Heh... This is fate, this is destiny! And now, destiny is in my hands!"
"Don't even mention her, even if it were you, once the competition comes, I'll show you the difference between you and me!"
"I hope that by then, your sword will be as sharp as your words are today."
The sect competition is a grand event in which the entire Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect must participate.
Fang Zhenyu, of course, still remembered her previous humiliation.
She also Fang Yu.
Viewing someone as an opponent is one thing, but disliking them for constantly mentioning that bitch Fang Yun'er is quite another.
Looking at Fang Yu's mocking gaze, Fang Zhenyu's eyes flashed with a sharp glint.
Once she leaves the secret realm and the sect competition begins, she will make all those who looked down on her bow down to her!