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During these two days, besides confining himself in his room to cultivate, Fang Ren was either dining out with Bai Qi, free from any other affairs.

As the competition was drawing to a close and about to declare the final results, Fang Ren still did not go to the finals venue to accept the glory that belonged to him, because he deemed all that as unnecessary.

"I hear that today, esteemed disciples from the Tiandao Sword Sect will pass by here on their way to the finals venue!"

"Those esteemed disciples of the Tiandao Sword Sect are a rare sight, usually cultivating in seclusion on Tiandao Mountain all year round. Their strength is more mysterious and unfathomable than some of the best in great families!"

"Ah! The one I'm most eager to see is Brother Song Mobei from the Tiandao Sword Sect! He's the one set to marry Madame Xuan in the future!"

"Yes, yes! I came out just to catch a glimpse of Song Mobei! Rumor has it that he has already reached the early stage of the Xuanyang Realm at his young age! Moreover, his creation in Sword Dao has achieved a new peak for humanity! I'm really looking forward to seeing such a person guarding the students together with Madame Xuan in the finals venue!"

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The street outside the inn was bustling with noise, not only because the medicinal pill competition was at its final stage but also because today, a group of special disciples from the Tiandao Sword Sect would pass by here on their way to the finals venue.

Fang Ren was indifferent to the commotion outside, as his current realm was stable enough to be undisturbed by any noise.

However, Bai Qi in the next room seemed to have gone to the main street early to wait for her Brother Song.

"Ding Dong!"

Just as Fang Ren's soul force cultivation came to a pause, suddenly his cellphone in his pocket rang.

Ever since the news spread like wildfire online about his creation of the fourth-order elixir, his phone hadn't stopped ringing.

Most messages were from classmates in his class. There were also a few calls, specifically from two young aristocrats and Liu Qianqian.

Fang Ren clearly remembered how ecstatic those two young aristocrats were during the call, chatting with him for over two hours; only ending the call because they had to attend a class, otherwise who knows how long they might have continued.

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Among the pile of messages, there were also several lengthy messages from Teacher Huang congratulating him; the change in attitude compared to before was an absolute 180-degree turn. Even the president and the dean of Baili University had sent their congratulations, and he had replied to each with a few words.

However, to his surprise, the president of Yangming University, who never showed up, still hadn't sent a single congratulatory message at this time.

He had, representing Yangming University, won over the six aristocratic universities and clinched the absolute first place in his district, and in the finals, the first place was almost certainly his as well.

Such a high honor brought to a world-ranked bottom ten university would probably make other university presidents jump with joy, but the president of Yangming... Well, he might just be indifferent to fame and fortune.

Picking up his phone, Fang Ren glanced at the messages; he had received a lot yesterday and the day before, but today there had been hardly any because all the congratulations had arrived within two days.

Who could it be this time?

Jian Qi'er.

Fang Ren, driven by curiosity, opened the message. Clearly, Jian Qi'er wouldn't be sending him any congratulatory messages, as the girl was quite aware of his strength, and besides, her focus was all on the organization.

After glancing over the message, Fang Ren's brows knit together involuntarily.

What Jian Qi'er had sent in her message was shocking; the Nightfall Organization's latest investigation had uncovered a clue linking to the Tiandao Sword Sect. Today, they had seen people from the Tiandao Sword Sect making contact with the Indra Sky Organization.

Moreover, the Void beast taken away from Linyang City by the Indra Sky Organization had also been handed over to the special disciples of the Tiandao Sword Sect and was being transported to the medicinal pill competition finals venue. Their intentions were still unknown.

"How come the people who bear a grudge against me always end up in cahoots?"

Fang Ren felt somewhat helpless and immediately texted Jian Qi'er back, asking if their organization planned any action and informed her of the situation here, hoping the Nightfall Organization would stand down for the better.

Half a minute later, he received a text from Jian Qi'er. She told him that the Nightfall Organization was currently only focusing on investigating the experimental base and didn't have the capacity to handle more, thus wouldn't conflict with the Tiandao Sword Sect. She also reminded Fang Ren to not reveal his relationship with Madame Xuan at the finals and to keep a low profile.

After reading the message, Fang Ren smiled, turned off his phone's screen, and thought keeping a low profile was impossible. But of course, he didn't want to expose his relationship with Mu Huanqing just yet.

If it really came down to the finals venue, whatever was to happen, and if those with ulterior motives decided to stir trouble, even if he wanted to hide his relationship with Mu Huanqing, it would appear feeble.

Like Fang Ren's uncle, who probably wasn't unaware of the relationship between Fang Ren and Mu Huanqing. If he was intent on causing trouble at the competition, then Fang Ren would have no choice but to brace for it.

Connections and people: each step he'd take next would surely collide with great contradictions; he had to keep advancing despite them.

Instead of continuing to stay in the hotel, Fang Ren soon went out onto the street to find Bai Qi, eager to meet this so-called "modest gentleman" and "Sword Dao prodigy", Song Mobei.

Additionally, there was the Tiandao Sword Sect's Little Princess, Xia Fu Lan. What did she look like? Was she tough? Fang Ren wanted to know.

"Look quickly! Those are people from the Tiandao Sword Sect!"

Before Fang Ren could find Bai Qi in the crowded street, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

At the sound of that person's voice, everyone on the street looked up, directing their gaze far off into the sky.

Fang Ren followed the gaze of the crowd to the end, only to see a dozen figures flying on their swords among the clouds far in the sky, with silver Sword Qi creating whirlwinds that tore through the clouds, and a resounding hum vibrated in the air.