Chapter 277: Chapter 275: Leveraging the Situation, Soaring Straight Up
White clouds drifted lazily, wandering freely across the sky.
Sang Xiaowan pushed off with her feet, using the art of Shrinking the Ground to an Inch, and shook off her pursuers in the blink of an eye.
Soon, she approached the seating area where Fang Yang was located.
"Phew..."
The moment she drew near, she took a deep breath.
Her small, childish face was filled with a serious expression.
She had actually seen a portrait of Fang Yang before, so she had a general idea of what he looked like.
But a mere portrait was not enough for her to form a true mental image of him.
At this moment, her steps were light and cheerful as she walked inside.
As soon as she passed through the shadows, she looked up and saw a man and a woman.
The man was strikingly handsome with a tall, straight posture, sharp as a spear or a sword. He exuded an awe-inspiring aura, as if he looked down upon all heroes.
The woman possessed a peerless beauty. Her green robes fluttered, and she was so lovely she seemed almost illusory. Her intelligent eyes blinked gently on her fair, pretty face.
The pair looked like a perfect match, even more so than a celestial couple.
Simply standing there, they formed a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
Fang Yang! Sen Hui!
But compared to their looks and auras, Sang Xiaowan was more interested in their spiritual nature.
At that instant, Sang Xiaowan stared at Fang Yang, her pupils suddenly contracting.
She screamed silently in her heart, ’How is this possible?’
She could actually see an endless, brilliant radiance emanating from Fang Yang—it was so intense it was practically overwhelming.
In her entire life, she had only seen such a dazzling light on a handful of people.
As for Sen Hui standing beside him, comparing her to Fang Yang was like a grain of rice trying to outshine the bright moon. There was simply no comparison.
’Gods, this Fang Yang is just ridiculous,’ Sang Xiaowan thought, shaken to her core.
She was so shocked that she almost forgot her reason for coming here, staring blankly at Fang Yang’s face.
In truth, on his journey, Fang Yang had been blessed by his "Seek Fortune, Avoid Misfortune" talent. He had been nourished by many suitable Spiritual Objects.
His foundation and potential had long since surpassed those of his peers.
Most importantly, the combination of the Spiritual Objects he had assimilated was also exceptionally clever.
However, due to the limitations of his Carp Eagle Spirit Body, even more of his potential lay dormant within him, unable to be fully unleashed.
And now, Sang Xiaowan was getting her first taste of this profound foundation he possessed.
For a moment, Sang Xiaowan was left breathless with admiration, stunned right where she stood.
’Whose kid is this? Why does she keep staring at me? It’s a bit rude,’ Fang Yang thought, his brow furrowing slightly.
Sen Hui, standing beside him, was also quite surprised. "Little sister, who are your parents?"
Sang Xiaowan was no older than ten, with a petite and delicate figure.
Dressed in the pure white robes of a Daoist acolyte, she was quite adorable, especially with her incredibly lively eyes.
Hearing Fang Yang and Sen Hui’s words, she decisively announced her background, completely ignoring her own mother’s warnings.
"My name is Sang Xiaowan, and my mother is the Fu Sheng Fairy."
As she spoke, a glimmer appeared in her eyes again.
’Fang Yang is so amazing.’
As someone who judged by appearances, she couldn’t suppress the urge to show off in front of him.
At her age, if she didn’t get to show off and flaunt herself, she genuinely wouldn’t be able to sleep all night.
Her gaze hardened. She lifted her head, puffed out her chest, and struck a pose in front of Fang Yang and Sen Hui.
"?" Fang Yang was confused.
The next moment, she straightened her arms and decisively started doing cartwheels in front of Fang Yang!
However...
It seemed she overdid it. After two flips, her body suddenly erupted with a profound light.
With a BOOM, she shot off in the opposite direction like a cannonball.
A single tumble sent her a hundred and eight thousand li. She was incredibly fast.
In the end, she ended up crashing right into Murong Caiwei on the opposite side.
Worse, her feet landed on Caiwei’s snow-white palace dress, leaving behind a dirty little black footprint.
"My mom’s about to have my older sister, I’m gonna go see if it’s a boy or a girl..."
Knowing she had caused trouble, she put on a burst of speed and bolted.
In the blink of an eye, she had fled back to the seating area of the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life.
"..." Fang Yang and Sen Hui exchanged a look, rendered speechless.
’That kid of the Fu Sheng Fairy’s... she’s a bit of a handful, isn’t she?’
’But for the unlucky victim to be Murong Caiwei?!’
Fang Yang glanced over, then quickly looked away.
But Murong Caiwei, the victim of this unexpected disaster, felt Fang Yang’s indifference.
The anger she had just suppressed flared up in her heart.
In an instant, her face flushed red and her breathing quickened.
...
"Fellow Daoist Fu Sheng, are you not feeling well?"
On the main dais, Bai Zhi the Medicine Saint asked with concern, "You only recently broke through a realm. Should you go rest for a bit?"
Hearing this, the Fu Sheng Fairy’s already ashen face darkened further.
She forced a smile. "It’s nothing. I just saw something unclean that annoyed me."
Then, she shot a vicious glare toward the seats of the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life’s contingent.
At that moment, Sang Xiaowan, whose ear was being pinched by Yu Qingyun, felt a sudden chill run down her spine.
Sang Xiaowan knew her mother had her in her sights.
"If you’re not disciplined for a day, you’ll be tearing the tiles off the roof."
Yu Qingyun looked helpless.
"This isn’t the mansion. Other people won’t spoil you like Senior Brother Jiuzhe does."
"Just wait for Master to return. You can obediently accept your punishment then."
"Now, come with me and apologize to Sister Caiwei!"
With that, Yu Qingyun grabbed Sang Xiaowan with one hand and marched forward.
Originally, she hadn’t wanted to get involved in the matter between Sen Hui and Caiwei.
But because of her foolishly adorable junior sister’s rude behavior, she had no choice but to lean slightly in Caiwei’s favor.
When Sang Xiaowan heard Yu Qingyun mention Jiuzhe, the light in her eyes began to brighten.
Within the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life, Jiuzhe was in a standoff with Su Dao, and had even obtained a supreme legacy, putting him one step ahead.
Jiuzhe was even considered a formidable figure on par with Sen Yue and the Great Sun Dragon Lady.
However, the current Jiuzhe couldn’t yet be considered a Young Venerable. He was still half a step away!
But...
For some reason, Sang Xiaowan felt that Fang Yang was actually a sliver stronger than her Senior Brother Jiuzhe.
Meanwhile, as time passed, the opening ceremony of the Refining Dao Convention was drawing to a close.
During the ceremony, Fang Yang and Sen Hui both received a contestant’s Token, which would help them avoid unnecessary incidents.
The moment Fang Yang finished refining the Token, the light from his "Seek Fortune, Avoid Misfortune" talent flared in his mind, forming words:
[Refining Dao Convention, Talisman Treasure expansion, Mystical Skill hidden deep. Opportunity chooses its own path.]
[Upper-Mid Lot: Go to Liuxi Cliff at sunset. You can obtain a Tier Five opportunity. Can be expanded upon later. No hidden dangers, no risks. Auspicious.]
[Middle-Mid Lot: Stay in the Divine Sparrow Bamboo Forest at sunset. You will be nourished by Spiritual Qi. Calm and uneventful. No extra gains, no extra risks. Neutral.]
[Lower-Mid Lot: Arrive at Twin Sheep Hill at sunset. You may obtain a Tier Four opportunity, but it is fraught with the shadows of beasts and hidden dangers. Inauspicious.]
Staring at the fortunes, Fang Yang’s eyes narrowed.
A faint light flickered within them.
Originally, his only plan for this Refining Dao Convention was to help Sen Hui reach the top of the rankings.
Or at least, to get her into the top three, thereby proving his ability and gaining more favor and resources from the Sen clan.
He would borrow their power to soar to new heights.
He had the ability to do so. The Xuan-Yuan Talisman Treasure was the source of his confidence.
Now, the appearance of these fortunes, this unexpected boon, filled him with joy.
Yes, he decided to choose the Upper-Mid Lot. He would go to Liuxi Cliff at sunset!
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