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"Qinghai City!"

A streak of azure light flashed across the thick, dark clouds, like an arrow piercing the clouds, and stopped above the Fang family's residence.

Gu Fengyang stood tall between heaven and earth, his divine soul from the Niwan Palace radiating a powerful pressure, and strands of divine sense swept over the crowd below.

"Fang Yuan, isn't he the one who ranked third on the Azure Cloud Ranking?"

Gu Fengyang murmured softly, having heard this name many times from the locals of Qinghai City, and it seemed that he was the one who had made the breakthrough.

"Is this definitely foundation building, or tribulation?" someone asked in surprise.

"I once witnessed a Golden Core True Monarch undergoing tribulation during my training abroad, and the sense of oppression I felt was exactly the same!"

The head of a prominent family could not hide the shock on his face, recalling a past scene that was still vivid in his mind.

At this moment, countless powerful figures had gathered near the Fang family's residence.

The heads of various powerful families, gang leaders, and independent cultivators were all secretly watching.

"Although Fang Yuan's talent is amazing, you don't need to exaggerate it. His Golden Core tribulation covers an area that exceeds the boundaries of the county city."

A patriarch from a nearby city sneered.

"That's not necessarily true. Didn't you see the calamity clouds looming overhead? They're still expanding." The man retorted without any politeness.

A powerful rogue cultivator exclaimed, "What kind of figures are Golden Core True Monarchs? A single full-force attack from them is enough to easily capture a city."

The Golden Core Realm is for truly invincible experts who can dominate an entire nation, capable of practicing powerful spells and cultivating great supernatural abilities.

The golden elixir is immortal, and the physical body endures!

"Look, what is that old guy in the sky trying to do? Is he going to break into the Fang family's house?" someone exclaimed.

At this moment, the only one who dared to swagger into the Fang family mansion gate, suspended in mid-air, was Gu Fengyang.

Gu Fengyang's gaze swept around, his heart filled with both surprise and joy. He discovered such an unparalleled genius and secretly sighed that his trip to the Great Zhou Dynasty had not been in vain.

"It's clearly not a heavenly tribulation, but the scale of it looks far too much like one."

Gu Fengyang looked up at the thunder still rolling in the dark clouds, frowned slightly, and looked puzzled.

"My good disciple must not be harmed; I must go in and check."

But just as he was about to step into the Fang family's residence, dozens of auras locked onto him.

To ensure the success of Fang Yuan's foundation building, Fang Zhongwu had already made arrangements, recalling all the elders of the council and leaving only a portion of them outside to guard the family's important assets.

"Please stop here."

Fang Zhongwu's expression turned solemn. He had not expected that there would be such a powerful figure in the Great Zhou Dynasty. He arrived through the air and looked directly at Gu Fengyang.

"Little guy, what's your relationship with the Three Lives Sect?" Gu Fengyang glanced at Fang Zhongwu and suddenly asked.

Fang Zhongwu froze, not expecting the old man to have such a sharp eye, recognizing his lineage at a glance.

"May I ask who you are?" Fang Zhongwu asked, bowing respectfully.

"I come from the Qingyun Sect, and my purpose in coming here is to take on disciples."

Gu Fengyang stood with his hands behind his back, letting the gentle breeze flutter his robes. He remained unmoved, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance.

Fang Zhongwu was slightly startled. The Qingyun Sect was more than 100,000 miles away from the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Even if someone travels this far to take on apprentices, the commotion wouldn't be this big, right?

"No, Ninth Prince Li Chengze hasn't gone to Qingyun Sect yet. I'm afraid he's here to guide Li Chengze."

Fang Zhongwu calmly analyzed, "It just so happens that Yuan'er was establishing his foundation, so he was attracted here."

"We cordially request that you, senior, attend this ceremony!"

Fang Zhongwu took the arrival of the Qingyun Sect very seriously, using his inner energy to lift a chair into the air and gesture for them to sit down.

Gu Fengyang's eyelids twitched. He had already revealed his identity, so why not invite him inside?

Basic trust between people.

"I thought this old guy was going to be all tough, but he couldn't even get through the door."

Fang Zhongwu and Gu Fengyang's conversation was not transmitted through sound, but no one dared to use their divine sense to eavesdrop.

Therefore, the specific details remain unknown.

The unsuspecting people thought that the Fang family had intimidated the old man.

"You can't say that. They definitely have the ability, otherwise they wouldn't have a chair to sit on," someone joked.

Boom... Boom... Boom...

Thunder roared across the heavens and earth, as if heavy drums were beating in everyone's hearts.

Everyone instinctively looked up and saw that the dark clouds were growing thicker and thicker, as black as ink, as if it were the end of the world.

The dark clouds have spread even further!

The thunder and lightning surging within the thick clouds roared like the howl of a ferocious beast.

"Wait a minute, what talent did he awaken that could attract heavenly lightning?"

Gu Fengyang frowned. He was certain that the person inside was in the Foundation Establishment stage, and the laws governing the operation of heaven and earth would not be wrong.

But the heavens and earth trembled, and thunderclouds filled the sky; this was hardly something that would happen to someone at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Generally, when a Foundation Establisher awakens a powerful talent, it will trigger corresponding celestial phenomena, each of which is different from the last.

For example, when Li Chengze was building his foundation, a blood-red cloud appeared in the sky, covering half of the Qingyun Academy, and a dragon's roar resounded.

"I'm not really sure either," Fang Zhongwu said, shaking his head.

He had experienced similar scenes before, so he wasn't surprised, but the scale and impact of those scenes were never as grand and imposing as today's.

"It's probably a very strong lightning-based physique or bloodline."

Gu Fengyang naturally knew that Fang Zhongwu might not be telling the truth, but he also had his own guesses.

As time went by, more and more powerful individuals gathered near the Fang family, while some chose to leave.

Because of the current situation, without the cultivation level of the late Foundation Establishment stage, it is impossible to stay there.

And nobody knows what will happen next.

If a heavenly tribulation were to truly descend, those lacking sufficient cultivation and strength would be instantly reduced to dust by the heavenly lightning.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Thick, dark clouds had completely covered the county town, and the flashing lightning was as thick as an arm, as if it could strike at any moment.

at the same time.

A streak of blue light ripped across the sky, accompanied by a thunderous sound that drew everyone's attention.

"It really is the Fang family!"

He Yunsong returned to the old place, feeling a mix of indescribable emotions, and his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

"Such a powerful aura! That green boat must be a top-grade spiritual artifact!" someone exclaimed.

A powerful figure sneered, "You bumpkin, that's a magical treasure!"

The moment the words "Lingbao" were uttered, the entire audience erupted in uproar.

Most of the aristocratic families in Liuyun County possess clan-protecting artifacts that are merely high-grade spiritual artifacts.

Those who are slightly better off possess a flawed magical artifact that can be passed down for a thousand years.

Only a family with such a profound foundation could possess a few magical treasures; the Zhu and Wang families, also among the three great families, might not be so fortunate.

"And a magical artifact like this, capable of carrying people and combining offense and defense, is even more precious."

He didn't say the second half of his sentence—such a magical treasure, there are very few people in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty who can possess it!

Many patriarchs stared intently at the person who emerged from the blue boat.

"He Yunsong, the vice master of Qingyun Academy, whose status is second only to the master, has arrived!"

"Not only that, look, several deputy palace masters have also come."

The many important figures in the county were in an uproar. It was simply unbelievable that so many powerful people had appeared at the same time.

"No, no, there's one more person. They're standing respectfully outside, waiting for someone."

When Li Cheng, dressed in a green robe, appeared, the county town was in an uproar, and everyone stared blankly at the scene before them.

What's even more shocking is...

Li Chengxian led a group of deputy palace masters, jogging over to the old man they had just looked down upon, and respectfully bowed.

"Greetings, esteemed elder!"

Gu Fengyang waved his hand impatiently, "I've already seen it, so let's skip these formalities."

"Don't delay my acceptance of disciples. You all stand aside. The crucial moment is approaching."

The important figures in the county seat and even the surrounding cities were utterly shocked.

To them, Qingyun Academy was already a high and mighty place, a holy land of martial arts, and a place of supreme authority in the country.

The current Imperial Preceptor, the Palace Master of Qingyun Academy, holds an even more prestigious position, appearing only briefly and rarely seen.

Now, these high and mighty figures are being scolded by the old man like primary school students, standing obediently.

The old man said he wanted to take on disciples.

Could it be that you came specifically for Fang Yuan?

Almost simultaneously, this idea popped into everyone's mind...