The starting point is auspicious; the fiancée will not call off the engagement.

"Junior Nephew Fang, have you had your fun?"

Chen Qingya smiled as he looked at Fang Zhou, who felt as if he were sitting on pins and needles.

He sensed that Ye Ninghan was staring at him, and if he said something inappropriate, Ye Ninghan would probably call Liu Hanyi.

"We had a lot of fun playing."

Fang Zhou also noticed that Ye Ninghan was staring at Chen Qingya, and smiled slightly. Anyway, he had already beaten enough for today.

"That's good. There shouldn't be any disciples who can spar with you today."

Chen Qingya remained silent for a while, as if he was thinking about something.

"Well then, I heard that you and Junior Nephew Ye are getting married soon, so I should give you a gift."

Chen Qingya opened his palm, and two round balls lay quietly in his hand.

"These are twin stars, originating from the same source, inseparable throughout eternity."

He handed the Gemini to Fang Zhou.

"Whether you use these twin stars as decorations or to create a keepsake, they would be a great choice. I hope you like them."

Fang Zhou looked at the twin stars and a thought struck him: the materials for the ring had arrived.

"Then thank you very much, Elder Chen."

Fang Zhou accepted the two twin stars and bowed to Chen Qingya.

Chen Qingya waved his hand and returned to the high platform.

These twin stars have clearly been treated; they feel slightly warm to the touch and emit a faint glow. You can't feel any star mass, and their energy is well-preserved, with only a little heat escaping.

"I'm glad that Junior Nephew Fang is satisfied."

Chen Qingya felt Ye Ninghan's gaze shift from him to Fang Zhou, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"The training matches will continue, and new disciples who want to test their skills can continue to step onto the stage."

Seeing that the excitement had subsided, the other disciples went to watch other parts of the show.

Fang Zhou jumped off the stage, walked towards Ye Ninghan, and showed her the Twin Stars in his hand.

"What do you think? I'm planning to have two rings made from these twin stars as a token of our marriage."

The sun hung high in the sky, and Fang Zhou looked exceptionally handsome under its rays.

Ye Ninghan stared at him, somewhat dazed. She touched Xiaoyue and nodded shyly, completely ignoring the twins.

"It's up to you to decide."

Su Yan, Jiang Qinghui, and the others standing to the side dared not speak. They had never seen Ye Ninghan like this before, and they had a feeling that if they ruined the atmosphere, she would invite them onto the stage.

"Then it's decided."

Fang Zhou put away the Gemini Stars, looked at Su Yan and the others who were pretending to look up at the sky, and coughed lightly.

"Brother Su, thank you so much for finding me such a good opponent today."

"Brother Fang, you're too kind. I didn't really do anything."

Actually, that's not the case. He was still trying to build up his skills, but the disciples of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect wouldn't really challenge Fang Zhou over such a trivial matter, especially since Fang Zhou had Ye Ninghan behind him.

Those who would challenge Fang Zhou are just a few unlucky guys who are clearly very strong but are often overshadowed by Ye Ninghan. Well, Jiang Qinghui is one of them.

Su Yan's expression remained unchanged, but Jiang Qinghui, standing to the side, narrowed his eyes as he looked at him. This kid was definitely talking about me just now. Wait until we get back to the peak, and see how I deal with you.

Unaware of his impending fate, Su Yan secretly mocked Jiang Qinghui, who had first been outmaneuvered by Ye Ninghan, and now easily defeated by her fiancé. "Senior sister, just accept it."

Fang Zhou turned to look at Jiang Qinghui, "Thank you, Senior Sister Jiang, for being willing to spar with me. I had a lot of fun."

"Junior Brother Fang, there's something odd about what you're saying."

Jiang Qinghui shifted her gaze from Su Yan and sighed.

"I didn't expect that not only could I not beat Junior Sister Ye, but I couldn't even beat you and me who had just started. You two are really monsters."

"Senior Sister Jiang is joking. I just have a little talent, nothing special."

Fang Zhou smiled awkwardly, as if he had gone a bit too far; Jiang Qinghui was even a little withdrawn.

"Forget it, what does a loser like me have to say?"

Jiang Qinghui brandished the sword in his hand.

"Once I've made a breakthrough, I'll challenge you to a duel. Don't refuse then."

"You're welcome anytime."

Fang Zhou nodded and turned his gaze to Jing Chen, who was standing to the side.

"Master Jingchen, thank you for giving up the arena."

Jingchen clasped his hands together and smiled slightly:

"There's no need for thanks, Benefactor Fang. It was just a small favor. Benefactor Fang's strength is truly admirable; you must have undergone rigorous training."

Is lying around daydreaming all day considered hard work? Then I'm very hardworking.

Fang Zhou's expression was somewhat stiff; he had never suffered in cultivation.

"For me, spiritual practice is just a very ordinary thing."

Jingchen was taken aback, as if he had realized something.

"Mr. Fang is too modest."

He bowed to Fang Zhou and Ye Ninghan, his voice carrying a blessing.

"As you two are about to get married, I wish you both harmony in body and mind, and that you will be forever united in heart and soul."

Fang Zhou was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Then thank you for your blessings, Master Jingchen."

Ye Ninghan thanked Jingchen, but Fang Zhou vaguely sensed that something was wrong with her emotions.

Is it because Master Jingchen just said I'm diligent in my cultivation? I'm still brooding over the Hengyang Sacred Body.

Fang Zhou's mind raced, and then he cupped his hands in greeting to Su Yan and Jing Chen.

"Ninghan and I will be returning home soon to prepare for our wedding. If any of you are free, you can come to Tianyang City in the middle of next month to attend our wedding."

Su Yan and Jiang Qinghui exchanged a glance, then smiled and said:

"Of course, Brother Fang, please don't mind if we come empty-handed."

I almost forgot they were sword cultivators.

"You're welcome anytime; just come on over."

Jiang Qinghui secretly pinched Su Yan's waist again and looked at Fang Zhou.

"Junior Brother Fang, don't worry about it. Su Yan was just joking. We will definitely bring a gift when the time comes."

"Senior sister, given my relationship with Brother Fang, he definitely knows it's a joke, right?"

Was it all a joke? Fang Zhou secretly turned his head away, not daring to look at Su Yan.

"Brother Fang, look me in the eyes!"

Fang Zhou cupped his hands in greeting, without looking at Su Yan.

"Then Ninghan and I will take our leave first. Please remember to attend our wedding."

Jingchen clasped his hands together and said, "Since Benefactor Fang has invited me, this humble monk will certainly attend."

Fang Zhou pulled Ye Ninghan's hand and walked out, when Su Yan's scream came from behind.

"Senior sister, stop hitting him! Brother Fang is already gone!"

"Junior Brother Fang left, right? Then you come with me to the arena. You haven't fought for three days, and you're already making all sorts of jokes. You've ruined the reputation of sword cultivators."

"No, Senior Sister, aren't sword cultivators inherently poor? I was just telling the truth."

"You dare to talk back? This stereotype is because of sword cultivators like you. Otherwise, how would others know we're poor when we have such good swords?"

Hearing the screams coming from behind Su Yan, Fang Zhou silently mourned for him.

Rest in peace, Brother Su. I will visit your grave next year.