Mortal: I have a gathering technique

Fang Qing was taken aback, then turned to look at Madam Wang, "Does Madam recognize me?"

Upon hearing Fang Qing's confession, the three Yan women all looked at the two of them. They didn't suspect that there was anything going on between them; they were simply curious.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that there is still a sliver of hope in one's heart.

If the two are acquainted, could they use each other to check and balance Han Li?

On the other side, Han Li also clearly realized this. While feeling worried, his body tensed up quickly, and he became secretly on guard.

"It really was you!"

Wang pursed her lips, a hint of reminiscence flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"Two or three years ago, your martial arts skills improved by leaps and bounds. I overheard someone mentioning it, and after secretly observing you for a while, I planned to take on a disciple on behalf of my husband. But before I could do anything, you suddenly disappeared without a trace..."

Wang spoke eloquently, and after she finished speaking, she sighed softly.

She wasn't lying. Over the years, the Jingjiao Society had been plagued by internal and external troubles, which Wang Shi had seen and was very anxious about. When she accidentally discovered a promising talent, she naturally thought of doing her a favor to win him over.

However, after observing Fang Qing for a while and feeling that there was nothing wrong with him, just as she was about to take action, Fang Qing suddenly disappeared.

At the time, she only thought that Fang Qing had been murdered.

I was upset about it for a while.

If Fang Qing hadn't changed so much as he grew up, given her past attention to him, she wouldn't have only recognized him now.

"I see!"

Fang Qing suddenly realized that three years ago, it was the time when the gathering technique's cooldown was about to resume, and he was busy using his cheat ability to enhance his martial arts.

Despite trying to keep a low profile, the competition among the lower-level disciples is fierce, and open and covert struggles are commonplace, forcing them to reveal some of their strength.

It was probably at this time that the Wang family took notice.

When the Yan family women learned that Fang Qing came from their family's Jingjiao Society, they were overjoyed, and a great weight was lifted from their hearts.

Han Li, on the other hand, looked increasingly grave.

Seeing that Fang Qing's attitude was acceptable, Wang mustered her courage and asked, "Where have you been these past two years?"

She wanted to ask Fang Qing directly if he had become a cultivator, but she swallowed the words back.

Fang Qing glanced at the women, noticing their curious expressions, smiled, and told a lie:

"Several years ago, I accidentally obtained a cultivation technique. After practicing it, I gradually came into contact with the cultivation world. In the past few years, I have been cultivating diligently while traveling in the cultivation world."

Upon hearing this, the girls couldn't help but show expressions of envy.

Even the most composed Yan Shi, her beautiful eyes flashing with a sharp light, tentatively asked:

"So, when you come back this time..."

Fang Qing wasn't some naive newcomer; seeing Yan Shi's expression, he guessed what she was thinking and said with a smile:

"Although the mortal and immortal realms are separated, in terms of origin, I am still from the Jingjiao Society. A few days ago, I happened to hear that the Society Leader had an accident, so I thought I would come back to see him."

His words were nine parts false and one part true, but the Yan family women all smiled upon hearing them.

They sensed a sense of gratitude and reciprocation in Fang Qing's words, which moved them deeply.

Just as the women were pondering how to make the most of this favor, the second wife, Madam Li, suddenly shouted:

"it is good"

As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at Han Li.

"Fang Qing, this scoundrel is the one who killed the sect leader! Kill him immediately to avenge him!"

Fang Qing was stunned and looked at Li Shi with an incredulous expression.

No, I was just saying, did you really believe me?

We're all adults here, can't you tell that there was a lot of "politeness" in what I just said?

If you raise any minor issues that I can easily resolve for you, I'll take care of them for you.

Now you want me to fight a cultivator? Where do you get the nerve?

Fang Qing was speechless at Li's matter-of-fact expression.

Little did he know that Madam Li came from a scholarly family and always valued seniority and hierarchy. Just now, seeing that Fang Qing did not forget his background, she assumed that Fang Qing had the same temperament as her, which is why she made such a fool of herself.

On the other hand, Han Li felt both shocked and amused as Li Shi bossed him around.

Although he was still unfamiliar with the world of cultivation, he vividly remembered Yu Zitong's arrogant attitude when he talked about mortals.

At this moment, although he was trying his best to be wary of Fang Qing, he did not think that Fang Qing would listen to the orders of a mortal.

Of course, if it weren't for the cold poison in his body, he would have retreated far away long ago.

"Second Sister!"

Yan frowned and abruptly stopped Li.

As soon as Li said those words, she knew things were going to go wrong.

Fang Qing is indeed from the Jingjiao Society, but he is now a Celestial Master. You, a mere mortal, still want to act like the mistress of the house. Isn't that just laughable?

Unfortunately, she herself was also immersed in the goodwill expressed by Fang Qing and did not pay attention for a moment. When she wanted to stop him, it was too late.

In a flash, Madam Yan quickly tried to salvage the situation:

"Fang Qing, the Second Madam is heartbroken over the passing of the sect leader and is talking nonsense. Please don't take it to heart..."

At this moment, Li realized from everyone's expressions that she had just made a assumption, and she was both angry and annoyed.

Fang Qing was too lazy to argue with a mere woman, but taking advantage of the topic, he asked:

"What exactly happened?"

"That's how it is..."

Yan was a straightforward person and immediately recounted the grudges between Doctor Mo, Yu Zitong, and Han Li.

She had already realized that Fang Qing was unwilling to confront Han Li, so in her narration, she attributed all the blame to Yu Zitong, while Doctor Mo and Han Li were both victims.

Fang Qing already knew the truth, but Yan's words still broadened his horizons.

At the same time, he also sincerely admired Doctor Mo.

After a moment's thought, Fang Qing slowly said:

"Possession is a great feud in the cultivation world. Although this Fellow Daoist Han was introduced to the path of cultivation by the Guild Master, the Guild Master's death was his own fault and should not be blamed on Fellow Daoist Han."

"As for the Warm Sun Jade, if the ladies are willing to heed my advice, let's hand it over to Fellow Daoist Han now, and all our grudges will be wiped clean. How does that sound?"

As he spoke, Fang Qing looked at Han Li.

"I have no objection." Han Li thought for a moment and agreed expressionlessly.

Although Yan was somewhat unwilling, she thought that Li had already offended Fang Qing, and if she went against Fang Qing now, she was afraid that all the friendship based on their family background would be completely destroyed.

Thinking of this, she looked at her fifth sister, Wang, and gestured for her to bring the Warm Sun Jade.

Knowing that she was no match for Yan's shrewdness, Wang immediately got up and went into the inner room.

Seeing this, Han Li discreetly observed Fang Qing, secretly pondering Fang Qing's intentions.

Before long, Madam Wang returned to the main hall carrying a wooden box.

Having decided to give the jade away, Madam Wang did not make any further moves and simply placed the wooden box in front of Han Li.

Han Li carefully opened the box and saw a fine piece of blue jade inside. He nodded secretly.

Doctor Mo had already described the appearance of the Warm Sun Jade in his letter, so Han Li knew at a glance that it was genuine.

Thank you!

After expressing his gratitude, Han Li put away the wooden box and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Fang Qing and the others:

"Goodbye!"

After saying that, he got up and left.

"Wait a minute."

Fang Qing spoke up at the right moment, and he finally showed his goodwill. How could he let Han Li leave like this?

Han Li paused, his spine instantly tensing, and coldly raised his head: "Fellow Daoist Fang, do you have any further instructions?"

He had just noticed that Fang Qing always addressed him as "fellow Daoist," and guessed that this was probably a common form of address in the cultivation world, so he immediately started using it.

Fang Qing chuckled inwardly at Han Li's cautiousness.

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to be nervous. I, Fang, have no ill intentions."

Fang Qing smiled and explained gently:

"On the path of cultivation, wealth, companions, methods, and location are all indispensable. Companions are those who share the same ideals and aspirations. In terms of background, we two can be considered to be from the same sect. Now that we have gathered here today, wouldn't it be a waste not to become acquainted with each other?"

"If you are interested, fellow Daoist, you might as well stay in Jiayuan City for a few more days. I will personally pay you a visit later. What do you think?"

Han Li pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded.

"Can!"

He was completely clueless about the cultivation world and needed someone to enlighten him; Fang Qing was a good candidate.

As for whether Fang Qing will be detrimental to him.

Han Li was not too worried.

When Fang Qing appeared, he had secretly used his Heavenly Eye Technique to check Fang Qing's cultivation level. It was the seventh level of Qi Refining, one level lower than his own.

This gave him confidence that even if he couldn't beat Fang Qing, he could still escape.

Fang Qing was unaware of Han Li's thoughts, but Han Li's attitude put him in a great mood.

"Then it's settled."