I don't want to be trained by my senior sister!

Fang Xuan suppressed his physical discomfort.

The most urgent task is to figure out where I am and find my senior sister.

Although his divine sense was hampered by the injury, he still had the foundation of the Nascent Soul stage.

He slowly spread his divine sense over the exquisite pavilions and towers not far away.

As expected... it's the Fang family.

He breathed a slight sigh of relief.

At least we haven't ended up in some inexplicable dangerous place again.

Fortunately, when he transmigrated, the first thing he did was smash "Young Master Fang's" soul lamp.

As long as you don't search for souls, it should be fine.

No one will realize that the real Young Master Fang is... gone.

Moreover, with his current strength, even if he can't win, no one in the Fang family can search his soul.

......

He rummaged through the ring and found a plain white, soft cloth strip that carried a faint, cool fragrance.

He had quite a few of these, all given to him by his senior sister.

Re-wrap the upper right side with a strip of cloth and tie a neat knot.

After doing all this, he pushed his way along the jade-paved path toward the central complex of buildings...

......

The environment along the way was serene and the spiritual energy was several times denser than outside, clearly a carefully arranged spiritual gathering effect.

Occasionally, one could see servants or guards dressed in uniform hurrying past, stopping immediately and bowing their heads when they saw him.

Fang Xuan ignored the stares; all he wanted to do was find someone to clarify the situation and then go find his senior sister immediately.

Without him by his side, his seemingly aloof but actually overly dependent senior sister would probably be hiding somewhere, secretly crying.

She would cry for days on end.

.......

The closer you get to the central area, the more members of the Fang family you'll encounter.

These young men and women were dressed smartly, and their auras were mostly between the Foundation Establishment and the Void Core stage, but occasionally one could also sense the fluctuations of a Golden Core cultivator.

They were either chatting in small groups or meditating alone, but when Fang Xuan walked by, all eyes were on him...

.......

"Look! That must be Young Master Fang Xuan. I heard he was brought back from outside by the Grand Elder... No matter how talented a genius is, they can only meet him."

"Nascent Soul stage! My god, they look even younger than us! This talent... is simply terrifying!"

"Nascent Soul stage? Impossible! I've cultivated diligently for thirty years, eating pills like candy, and I've only just barely touched the threshold of the Void Core stage! Did he start cultivating from the womb?"

"Shh—keep your voice down, that person is a true genius, and he must be practicing diligently day and night!"

Unlike you, you squander all your talent on... cough, anyway, we're on different levels, don't bother comparing, it'll only humiliate you.

"I heard he returned severely injured and unconscious for almost a month before finally waking up... Tsk tsk, to be able to retain his Nascent Soul cultivation despite such injuries, how strong must his foundation be?"

.......

Fang Xuan ignored these discussions and passed through several moon gates, where a magnificent main hall appeared in front of him.

The plaza in front of the palace is spacious and paved with white jade. At this moment, several people are standing there talking.

One of them should be an elder of the Fang family.

There was a young girl standing next to him.

The girl seemed somewhat absent-minded, her gaze frequently drifting towards the quiet room.

When Fang Xuan appeared at the edge of the square, the girl disregarded the occasion, lifted her skirt, and ran to greet him, her voice sweet and affected:

"Brother Fang Xuan! You're finally awake! Do you know how worried I was about you? I..."

"Shut up."

Fang Xuan didn't stop walking, nor did his gaze linger on her for even a moment. Was this the Fang family version of Shen Qingqing?

His gaze swept past the frozen, deathly pale-faced girl and landed directly on the elder, as he asked, "Where is my father?"

The elder was taken aback by his crisp "shut up," seemingly not expecting the young master to have such a... direct temper after waking up.

He quickly composed himself and respectfully replied, "Young Master Fang Xuan, the patriarch is currently handling important matters in the ancestral lands of the Southern Frontier and is not in this side hall. The Fifth Elder is here; if you have any questions, you can ask the Fifth Elder."

Fang Xuan was about to walk inside.

The girl standing to the side, left standing there for a while, was filled with shame and indignation, seemingly unwilling to be ignored like this.

Unable to hold back any longer, she spoke again, her voice trembling with tears: "Brother Fang Xuan! You...you don't recognize me? I'm Ruyan! We used to be together when we were little..."

Fang Xuan turned his head and glanced at her.

He was already in a bad mood and was about to start cursing.

Lin Yurou was first startled by the coldness in his eyes, and the rest of her words got stuck in her throat.

Her eyes instantly reddened, and tears streamed down her face, making her look as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Seeing this, the Third Elder frowned slightly and gave Lin Yurou a cold, sidelong glance: "Who do you think you are, daring to pester the young master here?"

He had disliked this woman for a long time.

Since the young master was brought back, news of his unconscious state has spread.

This woman from some unknown corner of the family, a distant relative, comes every day under the guise of being an "old acquaintance" to inquire about our well-being, showering us with concern and coquettish gestures, her true intentions obvious.

But they were too clever for their own good, thinking they could climb the social ladder.

He patiently argued with her for a while, but only because of the young master's sake.

Now that the young master has woken up and his attitude is clear, he naturally doesn't need to be polite anymore.

Under the pressure of Elder Ling, Lin Yurou felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. She didn't even dare to cry or say another word, and staggered backward.

The elder then withdrew his gaze and faced Fang Xuan again, his face now showing respect. He bowed slightly and said, "You ignorant person have disturbed the young master's peace."

"Young Master Fang Xuan, the Fifth Elder has prepared spiritual tea in the hall. Please follow me. The Fifth Elder will explain the details to you."

Fang Xuan hummed in agreement and strode toward the main hall.

As I passed by him, I casually said, "Thank you."

He was stunned when he heard this.

His old face immediately flushed with excitement.

Young Master Fang Xuan... thanked him!

Hahaha! The young master smiled at him.

He felt his steps were a little unsteady, but he walked with a powerful stride and his back was ramrod straight.

Hahaha......

hehehehe...