My cultivation level increases by one year every day!

"He was handsome and dashing, with a face like jade, truly like a banished immortal descended to earth."

"This is Fang Yuan, who rejected Qingyun Academy twice. He looks far too young."

"He's a bit too handsome, but his small frame actually withstood three bolts of lightning!"

Fang Yuan's appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention, whether openly or secretly.

It has undergone a double baptism of heavenly tribulation and auspicious omens.

Fang Yuan's body has indeed undergone some changes. He has grown a little taller, his skin is fairer, and most importantly, his temperament has become more ethereal.

Fang Yuan.

Murong Jing spoke in a barely audible voice, staring blankly at the familiar face, biting her pink lips, her heart inexplicably racing.

There were too many people above the Fang family's residence, and Fang Yuan didn't even notice Murong Jing. He stepped through the air and arrived beside Fang Zhongwu.

He cautiously sized up the people in front of him; among the familiar faces, only He Yunsong was recognized.

Gu Fengyang had long regarded Fang Yuan as his disciple, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to say them.

He was, after all, a respected elder of the Qingyun Sect, and his status was esteemed. From the elders and sect leader to the countless disciples, everyone treated him with utmost respect.

Does directly asking to take on apprentices seem a bit beneath one's dignity?

For a moment, Gu Fengyang hesitated, then suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him, and he winked at the Palace Master of Qingyun Academy.

Li Chengxian was also in a bit of a dilemma, entrusting such an important task to He Yunsong.

He Yunsong was completely bewildered. With so many important figures around, was it his turn to speak first?

But what could he do? The other person was the palace master, and a higher rank meant absolute power. He had no choice but to rack his brains and organize his thoughts.

"This is Li Chengxian, the master of our Qingyun Academy..."

He Yunsong cleared his throat, breaking the silence, and began to explain to Fang Yuan the big names present.

"This is the current Emperor, and that is an elder from the Qingyun Sect!"

Finally, he mentioned the respectful elder Gu Fengyang, who bowed slightly and emphasized his noble status.

Fang Yuan was completely bewildered, his face showing a blank expression.

He had long known that these people were extraordinary, but he never expected their status and position to be so astonishing.

He's only at the Foundation Establishment stage, why do so many important figures need to watch over him?

The powerful figures who had been observing from the shadows had been trying to guess the identity of the mysterious old man, and they were all taken aback when they heard He Yunsong's introduction.

The sect leader's uncle from the Qingyun Sect—what an important figure he is!

No wonder it is said that even the master of Qingyun Academy and the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty personally accompanied him, not daring to overstep their bounds.

It's no exaggeration to say that if someone wanted to destroy a dynasty, the idea could come to them in the morning and the dynasty would be history by the afternoon.

If Qingyun Academy is the holy land of martial arts in the Great Zhou Dynasty, then Dazong is the highest martial arts hall in the land of a hundred kingdoms.

The Qingyun Sect is one of the major sects.

"The Great Zhou Dynasty is too small; your talent should not be buried in a corner of the world."

Gu Fengyang is not a show-off, but when accepting disciples, he still needs to maintain his composure and demonstrate the aura of a strong person.

"The Fang family's true dragon is about to soar to the heavens!"

"The fact that the sect leader's uncle personally accepted a disciple doesn't mean that Fang Yuan will become the same generation as the sect leader."

Some people made this connection and couldn't help but gasp.

As a result, Fang Yuan's status will likely rise dramatically, and even Emperor Hongtai will have to treat him with utmost respect and courtesy.

"The differences between people are just too great."

The head of a prominent family was filled with envy and couldn't help but sigh.

"Please forgive my disrespect, sir!"

Wang Ting, the Qingyun Sect elder who had been silent all along, stepped forward, first bowing deeply in apology with a very solemn expression.

"As you know, sects are eager for talent, and many dynasties have had our Qingyun Academy."

Wang Ting paused, then said seriously, "This child is probably a genius that only appears once in a thousand years; he has the potential to become a seed."

"He should become a disciple of Qingyun Peak or Tianjian Peak!"

Gu Fengyang's expression darkened, and he snapped, "Are you trying to teach me how to do things?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful pressure emanated from him, causing the space to tremble, and each word was like thunder.

"This junior wouldn't dare!"

Wang Ting bent even lower, and an astonishing aura emanated from his body to counteract the oppressive force, with sweat pouring down his forehead.

"I see that you people from Tianjian Peak are all very arrogant, and there's nothing you wouldn't dare to do," Gu Fengyang sneered.

While the powerful figures above were vying for power, those watching from the shadows suffered greatly.

Although they are usually top experts in a city or even a prefecture, they are no match for Gu Fengyang and the others.

Then we won't let you watch it at all.

The mere clash of their auras, the overwhelming pressure emanating from them, was enough to terrify these people and make their bodies tremble.

"This is definitely a Golden Core True Monarch. The pressure is just too overwhelming."

"That's no nonsense. The elders of the Qingyun Sect are all contemporary experts at the Golden Core Realm."

"It is our great honor to have the chance to catch a glimpse of the True Lord's divine form today!"

Within the Great Zhou Dynasty, Golden Core True Monarchs were legendary figures, and even when a cultivator reached the end of their cultivation period, they might not be able to see one.

"Fang Yuan is truly enviable. His entry into a major sect is a sure thing. Now there are even two True Lords fighting over where he should go. Sigh."

The Grand Master is the pinnacle of martial arts, a height that ordinary geniuses can hardly reach.

These cultivators, who have cultivated for hundreds of years, would be willing to join the Qingyun Sect, let alone become servants of the elders.

"Li Chengze, I can give him to the sect." Gu Fengyang made a concession.

Wang Ting was both amused and exasperated. Li Chengze of the Great Zhou Dynasty had already caught the eye of Elder Chen, and the two had long been interested in each other.

"You insist on arguing with me?" Gu Fengyang said, somewhat annoyed.

Faced with Gu Fengyang's anger, Wang Ting could not and dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction.

"I can discuss it with Elder Chen. Li Chengze can become his disciple, but Fang Yuan is definitely not an option."

Before Fang Yuan defeated Fang Lian, who was in the Foundation Establishment stage, while Fang Yuan was in the Innate stage.

Ninth Prince Li Chengze was the most prominent and outstanding talent in the Great Zhou Dynasty, without exception.

A strange phenomenon occurred, awakening the bloodline of the Heavenly Dragon. The name of this prodigy spread far and wide.

But now, these so-called prodigies have become bargaining chips in the eyes of the bigwigs of the Qingyun Sect.

This caused many cultivators in the shadows to sigh in dismay.

How tragic it is to be born in the same place and at the same time as Fang Yuan.

Li Chengze's brilliance was completely overshadowed.

"No... what are those two old guys doing...?"

From elation to despair, and now being used as a bargaining chip, Li Chengze's heart has gradually become twisted.

Emperor Hongtai was also displeased, but his face remained calm and composed.

"Seniors, shouldn't you ask for my opinion before deciding whether to join the Qingyun Sect and which disciple to study under?"

At this moment, Fang Yuan suddenly spoke up, a smile on his face, interrupting the argument between the two.

Gu Fengyang was very anxious, but he still pretended to be aloof and released an aura, his clothes fluttering, giving him a fairy-like appearance.

"You're right." Wang Ting slapped his forehead and said with a smile, "I'll take you back to the sect; the choice is yours."

"no."

Gu Fengyang quickly stopped him, disregarding his superior demeanor, as it would be dangerous if they really returned to the sect.

This peerless genius really has nothing to do with him.

Fang Yuan coughed and uttered a shocking statement.

"I have no intention of joining the Qingyun Sect!"