My cultivation level increases by one year every day!

They chatted and laughed.

Fang Ke'er on the stage had already drawn her sword.

The sword's edge pointed directly at Fang Yuan, moving with incredible speed. His movements were light and graceful, like a butterfly spreading its wings, dreamlike and ethereal.

"I've said it before, I don't hit women."

Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes, showing no sign of panic. He extended two fingers, his true energy swirling around his fingertips.

Clang... Bang...

To everyone's astonishment, Fang Yuan actually pinched Qingfeng between two fingers, producing a crisp metallic clanging sound.

His figure remained as steady as a mountain, completely still, with a hint of arrogance on his face.

"You've already broken through to the Innate Realm?"

Fang Ke'er tried to draw her longsword, but no matter how much her true energy surged, it had no effect whatsoever.

The longsword seemed to be firmly welded in place by calipers.

innate!

Those in the audience keenly grasped this key word.

The entire audience was shocked and in uproar.

To date, only Fang Yuan among the younger generation of the Fang family has cultivated to the Innate Realm.

A fifteen-year-old expert at the Innate Realm is a formidable mountain that overwhelms the younger generation of the Fang family, and even a peak that the younger generation of the county city finds difficult to surpass.

If Fang Ke'er's words are true, the Fang family will have another innate expert among the younger generation, making them a pair of twin stars.

"You're not far behind either, only at the ninth level of the Day After Tomorrow realm, but you should still practice more."

The surprise that flashed in Fang Yuan's eyes quickly faded. What seemed like flattery was actually condescending instruction.

Of course, with his current cultivation level, he certainly has the qualifications and confidence to do so!

"Fang Yuan didn't deny it, so it seems to be true!"

While the younger generation in the audience was excited, a sense of despair also crept into their hearts.

Geniuses are always so dazzling.

Going forward, with resources being allocated more skewed towards each other, the gap will only widen.

They may be geniuses in the eyes of others, but in front of Fang Yuan and others, they can only play supporting roles.

"So what if you're born with it? Break through!"

Fang Ke'er guided the true energy in her dantian out, and with a flick of her wrist, she broke free from Fang Yuan's restraints.

In an instant, the attacks came down like a relentless rain, the sword aimed at Fang Yuan's vital points, showing no mercy.

"Fang Ke'er has made great progress, but she still hasn't crossed that hurdle and won't be a match for her."

"If Fang Yuan hadn't held back, Fang Ke'er would have been defeated long ago."

"Fang Yuan's movement technique is commendable, and Fang Ke'er's swordsmanship is also very profound. It's a rare opportunity to observe and learn from her."

The expressions of the audience varied, some were surprised, some were regretful, and some were even humbly learning.

"If you continue to cause trouble, don't blame me for taking action," Fang Yuan said coldly, dodging the attacks.

He will stick to his principles, but that doesn't mean he will always give in and back down.

Fang Ke'er ignored him and continued to thrust her sword at Fang Yuan with an inexplicable stubbornness.

Even clay figures have a bit of temper.

Moreover, Fang Yuan was incredibly arrogant, and he intended to mobilize all his true energy to directly knock Fang Ke'er off the stage.

Just then.

A calm voice rang out.

"Ke'er, stop right now."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Fang Ke'er, with her cool and aloof demeanor, smiled and immediately stopped her attack.

Seeing this, Fang Yuan concealed his aura and turned to look at the person who had so easily interrupted the battle.

"Greetings, Young Master!"

The crowd below the stage was excited when they saw Fang Yuan appear, and they immediately bowed in respect.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the young master; I need to take a good look at him."

"Judging from the young master's condition, he doesn't seem to be injured, so I knew it was a rumor."

"They've all gone far away, stop being so infatuated."

The female disciples of the Fang family were especially excited. Upon seeing Fang Yuan, they seemed to transform into a group of little fangirls, creating a large-scale idol meet-and-greet scene.

Fang Yuan was about six feet tall, with a handsome face, eyes like stars, hair falling to his waist, and a gentle temperament.

(PS: The standard foot in this book is 0.3 meters. Ten feet equal one zhang, and one zhang is 3 meters.)

At first glance, one might mistake him for a refined and gentle Confucian scholar.

"So what if he's a little good-looking, a little rich, and a little more capable..."

Some male disciples felt a pang of jealousy upon seeing their beloved aloof girl lose her composure like that, and silently complained.

"Fang Yuan, don't you even know the rules?"

As Fang Yuan stepped onto the arena, he glanced at Fang Yuan with a detached look, his tone slightly cold.

"Greetings, Young Master!"

Fang Yuan reluctantly bent his straight body and bowed in greeting.

The Fang family has strict rules, and no one is allowed to overstep them. At best, resources will be cut off; at worst, the person will be expelled from the family.

Fang Yuan's status as the young master of the family carries a certain weight, comparable to that of a clan elder, and his peers must bow to him upon meeting.

"Are you alright, little girl?"

After saying that, Fang Yuan ignored him and went to Fang Ke'er's side, gently stroking her delicate and smooth hair in a doting tone.

"I'm fine."

Fang Ke'er's response was still brief, but everyone could clearly hear a hint of gentleness in her tone.

"This is worse than death!"

Some disciples were so devastated that they could not bear the pain and shed tears.

"Don't act rashly again in the future. It would be bad if you hurt yourself."

Fang Yuan smiled, his gaze seemingly casually falling on Fang Yuan.

"If anyone bullies you, tell me, and I'll beat them up."

"It hasn't been that long since we last met, and you've already reached the ninth level of the Day After Tomorrow realm. I'll prepare a Qi Condensation Pill for you next time."

Fang Ke'er's smile deepened, her eyes filled with affection, and her words, though brief, were full of tenderness.

"Thank you, Brother Fang."

No one knows how diligently Fang Ke'er cultivated after Fang Yuan went to the Qingyun Sect for the trial.

She just wanted to keep up with him...

Down in the audience, not only were the male disciples jealous, but the fair-skinned and beautiful female disciples were also heartbroken.

They wished they were standing by Fang Yuan's side.

"It's really numb."

If we were to ask who was the most upset and frustrated at this moment, it would undoubtedly be Fang Yuan.

He was just enjoying the awe and envy of everyone, but now, nobody cares at all!

The limelight is entirely on Fang Yuan's side; such a disparity is truly disheartening.

He has broken through to the Innate Realm!

Innate Realm!

One of the youngest experts at the Innate Realm in the county town!

"Young Master, you should have received my challenge, right?"

Seeing that he was being ignored, Fang Yuan couldn't hold back any longer and took the initiative to start a conversation.

"When did you initiate your challenge?" Fang Yuan turned his gaze and asked calmly.

"You don't think that simply issuing a public challenge means you've accepted the duel, do you?"

Fang Yuan was stunned. Could there be some other trick to this? He had been in the Fang family for so many years, how come he didn't know?

At this time.

The round-faced Fang Man pushed his way through the crowd to the stage, raised his head to look at Fang Yuan, and said disdainfully.

"You two brothers really have no manners at all."

"Given the young master's status and position, a formal challenge must be issued in black and red lettering."

Fang Yuan looked incredulous. He didn't remember having this procedure; there had never been one before when they challenged each other!

"If you want to challenge the elders, is this how you publicly clamor?" Fang Man threw out a potentially disastrous question.

Fang Yuan wanted to refute, but the words wouldn't come out, so he could only remain silent.

"Times have changed; the necessary rules must be followed."

Fang Man said with a smile, feeling inexplicably pleased that Fang Yuan had been humiliated.

"Otherwise, would any Tom, Dick, or Harry be able to issue a challenge?"