My cultivation level increases by one year every day!

"No rush, think it over carefully."

Despite being rejected repeatedly, He Yunsong's Dao heart was somewhat unsettled, but he still forced a smile and said...

He was a renowned expert with countless disciples; when had he ever lowered himself to invite someone like this?

"Elder, go and see them off."

Fang Zhongwu has always respected Fang Yuan's choices.

Since they did not agree to go to Qingyun Academy, the treasures left on the table could not be kept and had to be returned.

"Unfortunately, this green vine spiritual root is an important material that could be used for Yuan'er's second foundation building."

Since returning from his ancestral home, Fang Zhongwu has been preparing materials, racking his brains and mobilizing many people to go to various places.

But now we are still missing a crucial medicinal herb.

The Nine Tribulations Green Lotus's talent primarily focuses on the divine soul, and such rare and precious materials are extremely difficult to find.

"Master!"

After seeing He Yunsong off, the Grand Elder, carrying a rectangular wooden box, came to Fang Zhongwu's study and bowed slightly.

"Zhongde is here, there's no need for formalities between us."

The First Elder nodded and asked, "I heard that the Patriarch has been searching for spiritual medicines related to mental cultivation. Is it for Fang Yuan?"

Fang Zhongwu's eyes narrowed, unable to discern the Grand Elder's intentions, but he still nodded.

"In my early years, I gained experience while traveling, and by chance, I obtained a precious medicinal herb that might come in handy."

Fang Zhongde opened the wooden box, and a refreshing fragrance wafted out. Inside the box lay a white plant about half an arm's length long, with nine flowers blooming at the top. The flowers were also white, pure and holy, and very dreamlike.

"A Dream Soul Flower that's over ten thousand years old?" Fang Zhongwu was somewhat surprised.

Let alone rare medicines aged over ten thousand years, even rare medicines aged a thousand years were hard to find in the Great Zhou Dynasty; they were extremely rare and precious.

"Zhongde, what do you mean by this?"

Such a generous gift must mean they have something important to ask of you.

"Fang Yuan defeated Fang Lian in the ancestral land, displaying the might of our clan and shattering the wolfish ambitions of the Fang family in the capital."

Fang Zhongde cleared his throat and said righteously, "As an elder, it is only right that I give him a reward."

"This gift is too precious." Fang Zhongwu knew these words were just a pretext, and said, "If there's anything I can do to help, Brother Zhongde, please don't hesitate to ask."

Fang Zhongde pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "My son is disappointing; he wants to go out and gain experience after the family competition."

"Going out to gain experience?" Fang Zhongwu chuckled. "That's a good thing; the child has an ambitious and aspiring heart."

Fang Zhongde sighed, "I certainly don't object to ordinary training, but he wants to leave the Great Zhou Dynasty and even cross the million mountains."

After saying that, Fang Zhongde glanced at Fang Zhongwu, his gaze full of meaning.

Fang Zhongwu's expression hardened.

He had crossed the mountains when he was young and knew how arduous the journey was and how many uncontrollable dangers there were.

"You should still advise the child that he should at least have the cultivation level of Foundation Establishment before going on a long journey."

Fang Zhongde shook his head with a wry smile, "Unless you keep him tied up, you can't change his mind."

"I would like to request that the head of the family allow your private guards to secretly protect Yuan'er for a while," Fang Zhongde said respectfully, bowing deeply.

Fang Zhongwu pondered for a moment, then agreed, and with a wave of his hand, some maps, manuals, and other items appeared on the table.

"These are all information I recorded from my early experiences, including some insights from my cultivation."

Fang Zhongde looked respectful, knowing the value of these items, and said earnestly, "I thank the head of the family on behalf of Yuan'er!"

"We're all family, and he's an outstanding younger generation; we should take care of him."

Before leaving, Fang Zhongde said, "Please tell Yuan'er that he accomplished what I couldn't do back then, and he also helped me vent my anger. Thank you."

Fang Zhongwu seemed to recall a past event and nodded slightly.

"All materials are ready; we can prepare to set up the formation!"

Fang Zhongwu entered a secret chamber where many strange items were laid out before him: elixirs, talismans, and even demon beast scales...

He formed hand seals, and various profound patterns appeared, while more than a dozen banners flew out in different directions behind him.

"Brother Yuan, you're the best!"

Fang Yuan's refusal of the Qingyun Academy's vice palace master's personal invitation quickly spread throughout the entire family, causing astonishment among everyone.

For the vast majority of disciples, the Grand Sect was too far removed from their lives.

For many people, the world above them is limited to the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Qingyun Academy is the best martial arts academy.

Aiming too high is far less desirable than being down-to-earth. How many unparalleled geniuses like Fang Yuan could the Great Zhou Dynasty possibly have?

His two rejections of Qingyun Academy did indeed cause quite a stir among the disciples, with some approving and others puzzled, each holding their own opinion.

"The young master is exceptionally talented; his ambition should be set on establishing a major branch of the family, not on remaining content with a small corner of the world."

"They didn't say I could stay at Qingyun Academy indefinitely. Didn't they promise I could enter a major sect after a year?"

"I think it would be better for the young master to go," a disciple analyzed.

"Refusing twice not only embarrasses Qingyun Academy, but staying at the academy is entirely beneficial."

"The current head of Qingyun Academy is the Grand Preceptor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, with connections everywhere, which is also good for families."

A beautiful female disciple sneered indignantly, "The young master has his own decision; what right do you have to comment?"

The man wanted to retort, but upon seeing that the other party was an elder's son, he immediately shut his mouth.

Such scenes occurred throughout the Fang family, leaving not only many disciples bewildered but also some elders confused and wanting to offer advice.

But considering that even the two giants of the Fang family—the patriarch and the eldest elder—had no objections, what more could they say?

"Fang Man, you want to go to Qingyun Academy, right?" Fang Yuan asked with a smile in the courtyard.

Fang Man's thoughts were seen through, and he scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

"Don't be influenced by me. Qingyun Academy is a good choice that will benefit your development."

Fang Man nodded and said, "I know I don't have your extraordinary talent, Brother Yuan. I'm already very satisfied to be able to enter Qingyun Academy."

"Never underestimate the heroes of the world, and never look down on yourself."

Fang Yuan patted Fang Man on the shoulder, "I even envy your amazing recovery ability."

"It's just that I'm pretty tough," Fang Man said shyly.

"I haven't seen Kerr lately, what's she doing?"

"I'm in seclusion, cultivating diligently, hoping to achieve a good ranking in the county competition," Fang Man replied.

Fang Yuan thought of that stubborn girl; she was the third among the younger generation to break through to the Innate Realm.

He is humble and composed, and possesses great perseverance; he cultivates himself very diligently.

After leaving the Fang family, He Yunsong did not linger or rest for a moment, and prepared to return directly to the academy to report back.

He happened to run into two people on the street. He thought they were trying to curry favor with him, but they were very cold towards him.

But after recognizing the people who came, his attitude softened: "What brings you two here?"

The visitors were none other than the Prefect of Liuyun County and the heir of the Duke of Zhenguo.

"Teacher, why are you leaving the Fang family so soon?" Prefect Liuyun asked in confusion.

Mentioning the Fang family immediately brought back unpleasant memories for He Yunsong, and he remained silent for a long time.

"How could I, your student, not pay my respects when you come to Liuyun County and even Qinghai City?"

The Prefect of Liuyun County owes his current position largely to the Qingyun Academy, and he is filled with gratitude for it.

He Yunsong didn't respond to the question, but asked instead, "Are you going to the Fang family's?"

Having spent many years in officialdom, Prefect Liuyun was very perceptive and noticed that He Yunsong was in low spirits, so he waved his hand repeatedly.

"We came here specifically to see our teacher."

Ye Lingkong nodded in agreement.

"I've looked around, and since there's nothing urgent, I'll be going now."

Normally, He Yunsong would not have this attitude, after all, the two people opposite him were of high status.

But today, he was in a bad mood and had no desire to chat. He turned into a stream of light and quickly disappeared.

The Prefect of Liuyun and Ye Lingkong were left standing there, bewildered...