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He looked up at the vast courtyard not far away, and at the purple plaque hanging high between the two bronze doors at the entrance, with the large gilded character "Fang" on it. Fang Chen's gaze was filled with memories as he softly murmured, "I'm back."
As he spoke, he did not linger and quickened his pace towards the Fang Residence. Although it had only been a little over a month since he left, seeing the Fang Residence again and everything familiar still gave Fang Chen a sense of nostalgia. At the same time, he felt an inexplicable unease in his heart, as if something bad had happened, a heart-wrenching sensation spreading uncontrollably from within.
The entire Fengyan City could be said to be dominated by the Fang Family. Previously, even the Charming Immortal Sect and the Royal Zhao Family had come to congratulate them. What bad things could possibly happen at the Fang Residence now? Moreover, in this small Fengyan City, with his father's and grandfather's Alchemy Realm cultivation, they were more than capable of suppressing anything.
Thinking this way, Fang Chen smiled and shook his head, brushing away that inexplicable feeling of unease. He lifted his feet and gradually walked towards the Fang Residence. At that moment, the guards at the entrance of the Fang Residence also noticed the approaching figure.
"Fang... Young Master Fang Chen!" One of them rubbed his eyes in disbelief upon seeing Fang Chen but quickly shouted in surprise.
"Young Master Fang Chen has returned!" The other guards soon reacted and exclaimed joyfully.
After driving away the Black Water Sect and destroying the Wang Family, becoming the true ruler of Fengyan City, the current prestige of the Fang Family was well known even to these guards. They understood that it was all thanks to this Young Master Fang Chen before them. With Fang Chen becoming a disciple of Ziyang Sect, the reputation of the Fang Family reached new heights. Even the Royal Zhao Family from Great Zhao Kingdom sent people from afar to congratulate them.
With the rising power of the Fang Family, their guards also saw their status elevate alongside it—all because of this handsome young man, Young Master Fang Chen! Therefore, after the deaths of Fang Nansiao's brothers, everyone in the Fang Family, young and old alike, including the guards at the door, sincerely appreciated Fang Chen.
However...
After their initial joy, it seemed that something crossed their minds as they looked at Fang Chen; their expressions dimmed instantly. The glances directed at him held a flicker of something hidden; some had already clenched their fists tightly, their faces revealing suppressed anger.
"Hmm?" Although these guards hid their changing expressions well and appeared very subtle about it, Fang Chen's spiritual sense was incredibly strong. To him, their concealment was practically nonexistent. He frowned and was about to ask when suddenly—
Creak...
The two tightly closed bronze doors were pushed open. A sturdy middle-aged man in green clothing with a stern expression stepped out from within.
"Father!"
The middle-aged man in the blue attire was Fang Qingshan.
As a Transcendence Realm Warrior, his Divine Consciousness could already envelop the entire Fang Residence. Therefore, the moment Fang Chen arrived at the entrance of the Fang Residence and caused a commotion, Fang Qingshan had already sensed it. He then pushed the door open and stepped out.
"Good, good, it's good that you're back." After carefully examining Fang Chen and confirming that there was nothing wrong with his body, he nodded heavily.
However, his gaze slightly sharpened, and a look of confusion mixed with speculation and shock appeared on his face as he asked, "Cheng'er, what is your current cultivation level?"
Fang Qingshan had clearly noticed Fang Chen's cultivation level now.
Mid Alchemy Realm!
It should be noted that he had only managed to reach Mid Alchemy Realm himself by using the Nine Yang Red Dragon Fruit left behind by Fang Chen during the more than a month since Fang Chen's departure. When Fang Chen left, he was clearly only at Body Refinement Realm, yet now he had directly crossed over to Mid Alchemy Realm. Moreover, Fang Qingshan could faintly sense an incredibly powerful force within Fang Chen that could easily annihilate him, even at Mid Alchemy Realm.
This… even knowing that his son had extraordinary talent and was astonishingly gifted, this scene still deeply shocked him.
"Good, good, my son is a Heavenly Pride!" Fang Qingshan laughed heartily, tears streaming from his eyes.
Beside him, several guards of the Fang Family were also overwhelmed with joy and tears, extremely excited.
"Father." However, as Fang Chen watched this scene unfold, the faint sense of unease in his heart grew even stronger.
His progress in cultivation was so remarkable that it was normal for his father to be happy, but crying tears of joy was not. This made Fang Chen feel that something bad must have happened to the Fang Family during this time, causing his father and the entire Fang Family to be extremely repressed.
"Cheng'er, let's go inside and talk."
Fang Qingshan waved his hand and led Fang Chen into the Fang Residence.
"Young Master Fang Chen." "Young Master Fang Chen." "Young Master Fang Chen."...
Throughout the Fang Residence, whether it was members of the Fang Family or the guards and maids, upon seeing Fang Chen, they all showed expressions of surprise and bowed respectfully to him from a distance. This kind of treatment was something even Fang Qingshan had never experienced.
This situation was a stark contrast to just over a month ago when Fang Chen had just been reborn. In just over a month, the changes were immense, as if he had traveled through time! However, under the current heavy heart, Fang Chen did not pay attention to any of this. All his thoughts were filled with confusion and contemplation about what had happened in the Fang Residence during this time.
As Fang Qingshan led Fang Chen through the Fang Residence, they soon arrived at the courtyard where the clan leader, Fang Zheng Tian, was located.
Knocking on the door, Fang Chen saw his grandfather, Fang Zheng Tian, sitting in the courtyard.
"Grandfather." Fang Chen bowed.
"Cheng'er has returned." Fang Zheng Tian waved his hand, and a smile appeared on his aged face. However, this smile felt too bitter in Fang Chen's eyes at that moment.
"Grandfather, what has happened to the Fang Family?" After observing the unusual behavior of people in the Fang Residence along the way and feeling an increasingly strong sense of unease in his heart, Fang Chen finally found it hard to suppress his feelings and asked in a deep voice.
Just as his words fell, he noticed a flash of light from the spatial ring in Fang Zheng Tian's hand, and then a pitch-black coffin appeared in his line of sight.
Coffin? Who has died?
Fang Chen's heart trembled. He instinctively felt that this matter must be closely related to him. Although everyone in the Fang Family now held him in great awe and gratitude, there were only a few people he truly cared about.
Grandfather, father, and then, Chan'er.
Now that his grandfather was fine and his father was also safe, who exactly had met with misfortune? Chan'er, why hasn't she come to see him yet?
His gaze fixed tightly on the pitch-black coffin, Fang Chen's body shook. At this moment, he did not dare to release his powerful Divine Consciousness Power to see who lay within the coffin. He was afraid, truly afraid...
"Grandfather, father, who is the person inside?" he spoke slowly, not realizing how hoarse his voice sounded. His handsome face had turned pale as paper in an instant. Strong as he was, cold as he was, proud as he was, he was now trembling slightly all over.
"Cheng'er, take care, Chan'er is gone." Seeing Fang Chen like this, Fang Qingshan pursed his lips and sighed softly.
As a father, he understood very well how close his son was to this personal maid. When Fang Chen had yet to reveal his talents and remained nameless in the Fang Residence, even being bullied by others, it was Chan'er who took care of him. When he himself was busy dealing with the schemes of the Fang Nansiao brothers and could not look after Fang Chen properly, it was Chan'er who quietly cared for him.
Although she was just a maid, Fang Qingshan knew that in Fang Chen's heart, Chan'er was like a sister—extremely close. The moment Chan'er had been taken away by Fang Nansiao and others, Fang Chen had single-handedly stormed into their courtyard without hesitation. This showed just how important Chan'er was to him. Yet now, during the days when Fang Chen was absent, she had died—such a humiliating death.
"Chan'er is dead." Fang Chen murmured softly, tears streaming down his face.
A man does not easily shed tears; it is just that he has not reached the point of heartbreak.
In his past life, after the downfall of the Fang Family and witnessing his father's death before him, Fang Chen had hardly ever cried. Even during the most difficult times when he was being hunted down relentlessly, he did not shed a tear. But now, he found himself crying once more.
Chan'er died. After her rebirth, she tried everything to change the tragic fate of those around her. However, after directly slaughtering Fang Yiming and others on the flower boat, Chan'er still met her end. Compared to her previous life, she only lived a little over a month longer. Although the process had changed, the outcome remained the same.
Father Fang Qingshan knew that Chan'er held great importance in Fang Chen's heart, but he clearly did not understand what Chan'er's death meant for Fang Chen.
Having been reborn and striving with all his might to alter the grim fates of those around him, Chan'er still died. Her destiny remained unchanged; she could not escape the shackles of death.
If Chan'er faced such a fate, what about her father? What about her grandfather? What about the Fang Family? Would he too end up like in his previous life, ultimately facing destruction and a tragic death? All his efforts would amount to nothing in the end.
"Ah!"
Just thinking about this made Fang Chen let out a long howl towards the sky. The sound rolled forth, carrying a sorrowful essence that struck deep into the hearts of those who heard it, spreading from Fang Residence in all directions.
At that moment in Fengyan City, countless people were moved to tears by the profound sorrow conveyed through that howl.
"This sound..."
Uncle Li and his three companions were on their way to Fang Residence. However, upon hearing the howl, their steps suddenly faltered. After a few moments of stiffness, Uncle Li suddenly looked up, his gaze fixed on the direction of Fang Residence, as a strong sense of unease surged within him.
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