In the clouds above, twelve young people dressed in white-edged blue dao attire were circting their True Qi to propel the flying swords beneath their feet towards the city''s sky.


    "Big Brother, what''s the purpose of the task Master has given us this time?" a man standing on a flying sword asked through True Qi transmission, "And who were those people with the Void beast that came to see us earlier? They seem like a bunch of mortals engaging in scientific research."


    "I also find this matter quite iprehensible," said a purple-haired girl dressed in a blue dao robe with white trim, "Why would father want us to take this Void beast to the final stage of the Alchemypetition, and he even specially instructed that this Void beast will be a major strength for our side."


    The purple-haired girl who spoke was one of the two leading the group of twelve, with a beautiful appearance and an ethereal temperament.


    Beside her was the man known as the Big Brother. He was extremely handsome, his long hair tied back, and his face bore aforting smile. His temperament was subtly more etherealpared with the purple-haired girl next to him.


    This man was Song Mobei, a renowned Sword Dao prodigy known to everyone.


    "Our Master, an elder whose heart is with all the people under the heavens, always acts for the sake of freeing humanity from the suffering of the Void.


    Although it is the Great Cultivation Era, science is notpletely useless; they too are making contributions to human society," Song Mobei said, "Those scientists said that this Void beast may represent a significant leap in our understanding of the Void for humankind. The task Master has entrusted to us must not be taken lightly."


    "What Brother Mobei said makes a lot of sense," the purple-haired girl replied with a smile after listening to Song Mobei, "Although we practitioners are the strongest forces of the era, science indeed also contributes silently to our kind. Perhaps this Void beast really is as miraculous as they say."


    ...


    As their conversation continued, the swiftly moving flying swords had already brought them over the city where the Alchemypetition was drawing to a close.


    "Big Brother, there are so many people below, I am sure they all want to catch a glimpse of you," the purple-haired girl nced at the crowded streets below, then turned to Song Mobei with a smile.


    Looking at the throngs below, Song Mobei shook his head with a smile, "Just a glimpse, what''s the difference between seeing and not seeing me, let''s hurry on our way."


    "Wait a moment, Big Brother," the purple-haired girl interjected, "I remember this city is one of the Alchemypetition''s venues, and at this time it should already be at the end of the contest. Why don''t we go down and take a look?"


    Another male disciple from behind also spoke up, "Yes, Big Brother, junior Fn is here for thepetition. It just so happens that this venue is in the final stages; going down will also allow junior Fn to see her opponents for the finals."


    Song Mobei''s flying sword paused in mid-air, and he nced at the Orchid Bamboo Special Alchemist Guild below before responding, "Sounds good."


    With that, the group of Tiandao Sword Sect disciples began descending toward the city.


    ...


    "Ah! They areing down! They areing down!"


    "Quick! Towards the direction of the Orchid Bamboo Guild! We''ll see the princess of the Tiandao Sword Sect!"


    "Song Mobei! I want to see Song Mobei!"


    ...


    The crowd suddenly became noisy and restless, streaming towards the direction of the Orchid Bamboo Guild, with some practitioners directly circting their True Qi and flying over.


    The whole street began to be unbearably crowded.


    Fang Ren remained standing in his original spot, eyes fixed on the descending group of Tiandao Sword Sect disciples in the sky, especially on Song Mobei.


    Handsome and suave, his True Qi gentle and tranquil, he descended without the arrogance of the strong, his gaze indifferent to the morous crowd, his temperament like someone about to merge into nature...


    A few nces were enough to tell that Song Mobei was indeed a very different kind of young man.


    An early-stage powerhouse in the Xuanyang realm, one of the monstrous existences just behind Mu Huanqing; a Sword Dao prodigy, with talent in the Sword Dao that reached the pinnacle of this era; at twenty-seven, he achieved the strongest Cultivation Level among all men, considered by almost everyone to be the most eligible male for the Xuan Nv...


    Each condition, taken individually, was something others could not catch up with in several lifetimes.


    Okay, apart from Cultivation Level, there was no gap between Young Master Fang and Song Mobei, and in fact, he far surpassed Song Mobei in every aspect.


    Cultivation talent, Alchemy Talent, Sword Dao talent, tool refinement talent... and his rtionship with Mu Huanqing.


    Song Mobei didn''t have a single thing that couldpete with that darn guy, and the only condition currently crushing Fang Ren into dregs was the overwhelming pressure in Cultivation Level.


    His gaze lingered on Song Mobei for a few seconds before Fang Ren''s eyes moved to the purple-haired woman beside him.


    Clearly, this purple-haired woman was the princess of the Tiandao Sword Sect that everyone talked about, Xia Fu Lan.


    "Ah!"


    Just as Fang Ren withdrew his gaze and started to walk toward the Orchid Bamboo Guild, someone suddenly bumped into him.


    He turned his head and, lo and behold, it was the silly girl he had just stepped out to find.


    Bai Qi had changed into casual clothes, but she was still wearing a duckbill cap on her head. Even though she had changed her outfit, Fang Ren could still recognize her at a nce from her familiar aura.


    "I''m so sorry, so sorry."


    Bai Qi quickly apologized and turned to squeeze back into the crowded throng of people.


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    Fang Ren blinked, was this girl really that silly? Was she in such a hurry to see Song Mobei?


    Well okay, Fang Ren thought for a moment that if Mu Huanqing were the onending in front, he would probably fly straight there with his True Qi fully unleashed, so he understood.


    "This way."


    Gray vital energy surged out of Fang Ren''s body, directly forming a tendril that wrapped around one of Bai Qi''s arms.


    Bai Qi felt a familiar sensation on her arm and immediately turned her head to look.


    Upon seeing Fang Ren, a brief panic surged in her heart, and she didn''t know how to express herself, her words bing somewhat incoherent, "I... well... I wasn''t in a big hurry to see Brother Song... I just got pushed there..."


    Watching Bai Qi''s confused speech, Fang Ren once again couldn''t figure out what was going on in her little head. If she wanted to see him, why was she here offering these false exnations to him?


    Seeing that Fang Ren had nothing to say, Bai Qi became even more confused.


    Fang Ren liked her so much, yet after seeing the person she liked, she recklessly squeezed through the crowd with others...


    What would Fang Ren think? She guessed it must feel pretty sour... that''s what she thought.


    For some reason, she was very concerned about Fang Ren''s feelings.


    If Fang Ren had been by her side just now, she definitely wouldn''t have chosen to rush through the crowd, and she might even have decided not to meet Song Mobei, just to avoid seeing Fang Ren''s heartache.


    At the moment, she cared so much about his feelings.


    She could choose not to meet Song Mobei, as long as Fang Ren wasn''t hurt by it.