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Outside Grand Mall.
"The Fang Family in Fengyan City, right? In half a month, someone from the Charming Immortal Sect will come to the Fang Family to take you to Ziyang Sect," said the Fox-Fur Woman with a smile.
As she spoke, she raised her delicate hand, and a purple jade pendant fell into Fang Chen's hand. The exquisite pendant was carved with a lifelike fox on its surface.
"Put it on; it will be beneficial for your cultivation, and with it, we can easily track your whereabouts," the Fox-Fur Woman said. After a pause, she asked, "You don't mind, do you?"
After all, exposing one's movements to others is a taboo for many martial artists.
Waving his hand generously, Fang Chen looked at the purple jade pendant in his hand and smiled lightly. "It's fine." Saying this, he directly put the pendant on.
Although the Fox-Fur Woman made it sound simple, Fang Chen could tell that this pendant was an extremely rare treasure, no less than a powerful magical artifact. As for the tracking feature mentioned by the Fox-Fur Woman, it was just one of its minor functions. Since someone had given him such a good item, he naturally couldn't be too pretentious.
Seeing Fang Chen decisively wear the pendant, the smiles on the faces of the four Fox-Fur Women widened even more. Even the Old Woman behind them turned her gaze over and nodded lightly.
"Then goodbye; see you in half a month in Fengyan City," the Fox-Fur Woman waved her hand. Immediately, under the Qi Energy of the Old Woman behind them, the five figures transformed into five streaks of light and vanished from Fang Chen's sight in an instant.
Turning around and about to leave Grand Mall for Fengyan City, Fang Chen suddenly noticed Xia Lingyue beside him staring intently at him with a troubled expression. "What are you going to do about this?"
"You’re not trying to ditch me, are you?" Xia Lingyue said, clutching her clothes with her small hands. Her large Water Spirit eyes rolled around as she glared at Fang Chen with an unfriendly expression.
"Hey, how did you know?" Fang Chen thought to himself.
Although this body was only seventeen years old, he had lived two lives and was effectively over a hundred years old. To him, fourteen or fifteen-year-old Xia Lingyue seemed no different from a child; he certainly did not have any inclination towards younger individuals. Moreover, having an extra person around would be quite troublesome given his current situation.
With this thought in mind, Fang Chen decided to be resolute. He opened his mouth to speak but heard Xia Lingyue pout her lips in a pitiful manner. "There are so many bad people outside; if you leave, what will I do if I encounter any? Don't you have connections with the Pharmaceutical Clan? Why won't you help me with such a small favor?"
Goodness, she looked so pitiful and even brought up the Pharmaceutical Clan.
Fang Chen rubbed his head in frustration; however, Xia Lingyue's words indeed added to his worries. The special physique of those from the Pharmaceutical Clan would inevitably attract other martial artists' envy. If someone inexperienced and lacking strength wandered around aimlessly in unfamiliar territory, trouble would surely arise.
Who made themselves a good person, soft-hearted? Fang Chen shook his head, sighing inwardly.
"Do you still look so unwilling? Don't you know that everyone in the Pharmaceutical Clan is a born healer? If one day you fall ill, I might be in a good mood and save you," Xia Lingyue said with a disdainful curl of her lips.
Upon hearing this, Fang Chen remained silent, looking at his classmate Xia Lingyue, who was reveling in her own self-importance, with a doubtful expression. This immediately angered Xia Lingyue.
"You, how can you..." Xia Lingyue exclaimed angrily, jumping up and down.
What she didn't know was that Fang Chen was already in tears. When he first saw her, he thought this little girl was strong and stubborn, but he didn't expect her to have such a proud nature.
"Let's go." With a sigh in his heart, Fang Chen waved his hand and turned to head towards Fengyan City.
Fengyan City was quite far from the Grand Mall. Traveling alone took Fang Chen half a day, and now it was already close to dusk. With Xia Lingyue tagging along like a nuisance, by the time they returned to Fengyan City, it was already the next day.
Entering through the city gates, Fang Chen quickly made his way to Fang Residence. Chan'er's condition could not be delayed any longer; since Evil Mist Grass was already in hand, he should refine the antidote for the Heart-Eating Pill as soon as possible.
As he walked, Fang Chen's expression gradually became serious. As he got closer to Fang Residence, he noticed that the number of unfamiliar faces on the streets was increasing.
Most of these people were around the mid to late stages of Body Refinement Realm, and occasionally there were one or two at Qi Boundary. However, each had a fierce expression and an obvious Killing Intent about them; they were clearly people who had blood on their hands.
He had only been out for a day; when did Fengyan City have so many unfamiliar presences? Moreover, they were mostly concentrated near Fang Residence.
A sense of foreboding suddenly arose in Fang Chen's heart.
Were these people coming for the Fang Family? What had happened to the Fang Family?
Feeling anxious, Fang Chen quickened his pace.
Sensing the change in atmosphere around them and noticing Fang Chen's urgency, Xia Lingyue surprisingly said little and simply kept pace with him.
After passing through two streets, only one street remained between Fang Chen and Fang Residence. From a distance, he could see that the two large doors were tightly shut, and there were no guards in front of the empty Fang Residence.
It was noon, and the gates of the Fang Residence were tightly shut. Strangely, there wasn't a single guard at the entrance, which was certainly abnormal. Moreover, the surroundings of the Fang Residence were eerily quiet, with no crowds passing by. Instead, there were several unfamiliar figures exuding a strong Killing Intent that he had noticed earlier.
Although Fang Chen was unaware of what had transpired during his absence, he knew it couldn't be anything good. A chilling light gathered in his dark eyes as he quickly approached the Fang Residence.
He hoped nothing serious had happened.
Fang Chen whispered to himself, memories of past tragedies flooding his mind, and the cold glint in his eyes gradually transformed into streaks of blood-red light.
Behind him, sensing the changing aura emanating from Fang Chen, Xia Lingyue hesitated slightly. The coldness mixed with Frenzy and murderous intent made her gaze towards Fang Chen filled with a hint of unfamiliarity. This aura instinctively repulsed her. However...
Seeing the anxiety and worry on Fang Chen's face, her momentary sense of rejection vanished without a trace. She wrinkled her delicate nose and quickly moved to catch up with him.
At that moment, Fang Chen suddenly turned around and struck towards Xia Lingyue with his palm. Simultaneously, he swiftly shifted several meters to the left.
A Severe blast of energy shot through the space where Xia Lingyue and Fang Chen had just been, crashing heavily onto the ground in the distance with a loud bang.
Clap, clap, clap...
The crisp sound of applause echoed from a nearby alleyway, and several familiar figures suddenly appeared in Fang Chen's line of sight.
"You're truly impressive for being that old man's good grandson and my brother's excellent son. Even in this situation, you can still act to save someone; you really are extraordinary."
A group of five approached Fang Chen, while the previously scattered figures with Killing Intent began to surround him, blocking his path to enter the Fang Residence.
"Fang Nansiao, Fang Botao." Ignoring the increasingly threatening presence surrounding him, Fang Chen's gaze fixed firmly on two familiar figures among the five. The coldness in his eyes intensified as a storm seemed to brew in his furrowed brow.
These two individuals, who should have been imprisoned within the Fang Residence, had appeared before him with an air of arrogance once again. Clearly, this upheaval within the Fang Family was closely tied to them.
"Hehe, didn't expect to see us again, did you?" Unlike Fang Nansiao's chilling smile, Fang Botao's voice was as grating as a Night Owl's call, carrying an unsettlingly eerie tone.
"Just a waste." Fang Chen remained expressionless; after casually glancing at Fang Botao, he spoke indifferently.
Fang Botao, who had his meridians destroyed by him personally, is now able to move as freely as an ordinary person, which is already quite rare. His cultivation has long since vanished. Therefore, Fang Botao's resentment towards Fang Chen is profound, not any less than that of Fang Nansiao, who had two sons killed.
When enemies meet, there is naturally intense animosity. Originally, he wanted to humiliate Fang Chen thoroughly, but the latter's indifferent expression, as if even looking at him was a luxury, only fueled Fang Botao's anger. The calm words from Fang Chen tore at his wounds, making them bleed anew. Trembling, Fang Botao was about to speak again.
"What an arrogant kid! A mere Fang Family from Fengyan City—could that be the source of your arrogance?" At that moment, a young man dressed in purple silk suddenly sneered from behind Fang Botao.
"Heh, I wonder if it would be amusing to kill you right here at the entrance of Fang Residence." The Purple-Clad Youth smirked, his eyes filled with mockery.
"Brother Qin Ye, don't be hasty. I think we should first ask Sister Zi Yao for her opinion." Among the five people present, aside from Fang Nansiao and Fang Botao, there were two young men and a young woman. The one speaking now was another young man.
This person was not particularly tall but was very robust, with a muscular face that he awkwardly tried to present as gentle and refined. He smiled broadly while discussing how to deal with Fang Chen as if it were merely slaughtering pigs or dogs—casual and easy.
Although he was unattractive and his awkward demeanor was nauseating, the youth named Qin Ye clearly held some fear of him. Suppressing his discomfort, he smiled and said, "Strong Brother is right; I was indeed reckless. Let's leave this matter to Sister Zi Yao."
After a pause, he turned to a young woman in green beside him and offered what he thought was a gentle smile, saying, "Of course, if Sister Zi Yao wants his head, your senior brother would be happy to assist."
"Zi Yao? Fang Ziyao?" Fang Chen furrowed his brow as his gaze suddenly landed on the young woman in green.
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