A few days later.
The high-speed elevator leading to the underground transmission hall in the Pocket World Blessed Land opened silently.
Fang Qingyu, holding Jiang Wei’s hand, stepped out onto the polished floor.
Just as they walked out of the elevator, stepping onto the plain, several familiar auras imdiately approached them.
"Qingzi!"
"God Fang!"
Wei Banng, Chu Kuanglan, and Lu Jiuyuan had evidently been waiting there for so ti.
The mont their gaze fell on Fang Qingyu, their expressions, originally filled with concern and inquiry, froze instantly, turning into undisguisable astonishnt!
Especially Chu Kuanglan, whose eyes widened as round as saucers.
As if he witnessed sothing unbelievable.
He instinctively circled halfway around Fang Qingyu, looking him up and down, and exclaid in his deep voice:
"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!"
"God Fang! Your... your aura... this feeling... holy crap!!"
"Martial Arts Grandmaster?! You... you’ve beco one?!"
Although Lu Jiuyuan was not as exaggerated as Chu Kuanglan, a strong light burst forth in his eyes as he stared intently at Fang Qingyu, as if trying to see through him.
His voice carried disbelief and a touch of emotion: "How long has it been... God Fang, I rember when you just joined Hidden Dragon and stepped into Dragon Abyss Pavilion, you had just broken through to Profound, right? Just a few months? From the Peak of Profound, now... directly breaking through to Grandmaster?! Your progress... is terrifying! It’s like rubbing us into the ground!"
The coldness on Wei Banng’s face was also replaced by extre shock.
She felt the naturally radiating majestic aura from within Fang Qingyu, profound and awe-inspiring yet with a hint of restrained dominance.
It was the sensibility brought by a life-level tamorphosis, sothing that couldn’t be faked!
"Grandmaster... really beca one..."
Wei Banng murmured under her breath, her cold eyes flickering with a complex light—shock, relief, and even a strong battle intent deeply inspired!
Fang Qingyu, seeing the expressions of shock from the three, displayed a faint smile, his voice calm: "Just lucky, found a little sense. You all are not far off either, you’ve accumulated enough, just missing that final breakthrough mont."
He said these words lightly, but to Wei Banng and the others, it was as if their hearts tightened.
"That final breakthrough mont... easier said than done." Lu Jiuyuan shook his head with a bitter smile, then his eyes beca firm, "But, since God Fang you can achieve it, we certainly can’t lag too far behind! From now on, it’s all or nothing!"
Chu Kuanglan pounded his chest hard, producing a dull sound: "Exactly! Since God Fang has paved the way, we can’t chicken out! Next ti I enter the ’Abyss’, I must break through that barrier!"
Wei Banng took a deep breath, pressing down the shock within her, looking at Fang Qingyu with utmost seriousness, a hint of inquisitiveness in her tone: "Qingzi, can you... talk about your experience? Or any advice? What’s the key to that final mont?"
She asked very directly.
Fang Qingyu had just personally experienced the extrely perilous ordeal of "A Mortal Faces Heavenly Might" in his breakthrough, his insights were undoubtedly most precious and valuable.
Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan also imdiately perked their ears, their gaze filled with anticipation.
Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyu’s smile slightly faded.
He recalled being at the core of the Thunderstorm Cloud Sea, struck by countless thunders, his skin ruptured, bones shattered, struggling at the edge of lava, feeling the agony of skin carbonizing and peeling away...
A process of stripping all Power, using the purest flesh and blood to embrace destruction, touching the natural rhythm on the edge of life and death.
It was almost insane and extrely perilous.
He looked at Wei Banng’s eyes full of curiosity, and then glanced at the two senior brothers beside her, both of whom were holding their breath.
After pondering for a mont.
Finally, with a very serious, even slightly solemn tone, he slowly opened his mouth, speaking words that left Wei Banng and the others stupefied on the spot:
"Advice..."
"Hmm..."
"Make sure to bring an extra set of clothes."
"???"
The air instantly froze.
Wei Banng: "..."
Chu Kuanglan: "???"
Lu Jiuyuan: "???"
Their faces were uniformly filled with gigantic question marks and bewildernt.
Bring... an extra set of clothes?
What kind of advice is this?!
How is it even remotely related to breaking through to Martial Arts Grandmaster?!
Is he implying the breakthrough process will dirty the clothes? But even if you roll in the mud, there’s no need to specifically ntion this, right?
Chu Kuanglan opened his mouth, as if wanting to confirm he hadn’t heard wrong.
Lu Jiuyuan knitted his brows into forms, struggling to find any hint of joking on Fang Qingyu’s calm face.
Wei Banng was even more dumbfounded, her cold face for the first ti showed an expression of "daze", her small mouth slightly open, seeming to want to say sothing yet completely at a loss on where to start.
Fang Qingyu, looking at the trio in their collective frozen state, had a very faint smile pass through his eyes.
Of course, he knew how absurd these words sounded.
But... it was the plain truth!
During his breakthrough, his combat suit of decent quality burned to ashes in the Dragon Fla.
If he hadn’t bought a new one at Ashen Outpost, he would have had to return to the Pocket World Blessed Land shirtless.
This advice is absolutely practical!
"Ahem," Fang Qingyu cleared his throat, breaking the strange silence, "Anyway... just rember this. The rest... when you’re ready, you will naturally understand."
He said no more, nodded to the three, and then, holding Jiang Wei’s hand, headed directly towards the Bamboo Creek Courtyard.
Leaving Wei Banng, Chu Kuanglan, and Lu Jiuyuan standing in the wind, looking at each other in confusion, their minds still echoing with Fang Qingyu’s words.
Back at the Bamboo Creek Courtyard.
The breeze rustled through the bamboo grove, bringing that familiar rustling sound.
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