Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little every day

After hearing this, Fang Yue's heart moved, but on the surface he only showed a hint of anxiety.

He gently put down the teacup in his hand, looked directly at Qingyang, and asked:

"Oh? Who would do something bad to me?"

Qingyang frowned and said in a low voice: "It should be the Shadow Pavilion!"

Hearing this name, Fang Yue's expression became noticeably more serious.

He picked up the teacup again, but did not drink the tea. Instead, he tapped the cup lightly with his fingers, as if he was sorting out his thoughts.

Shadow Pavilion, this name has a special meaning to him.

Back in the Wei Dynasty, he had fought against many masters of this mysterious organization, and many of them eventually died at his hands.

However, at some point before, the headquarters of the Shadow Pavilion in the Demon Realm unexpectedly reached a reconciliation with him, and both sides released goodwill and formed a temporary balance.

"It turned out to be them." Fang Yue murmured.

However, he didn't believe Qingyang in his heart.

After all, he has now seen through the conspiracy of Qingyang and Xuantian Pavilion.

Therefore, he had to be cautious about Qingyang's words.

Although Qingyang looked very sincere at the moment, Fang Yue knew very well that in this game of power, everyone could become a chess piece and everyone could become a manipulator.

Fang Yue smiled slightly, but did not let the smile penetrate into his eyes. He said to Qingyang calmly: "The Shadow Pavilion is indeed an old rival. However, they should only have some remnants left!"

Qingyang looked solemn and shook his head, saying, "Brother Fang, you must not underestimate the Shadow Pavilion. Although they were indeed severely damaged before and their power within the Wei Dynasty was greatly weakened, this is only their superficial strength.

The Shadow Pavilion has a long history and profound heritage, and the strength of their headquarters in the Demon Realm should not be underestimated.

What's more, this organization has always been cunning and secretive, so we have to be on guard against it."

"Thank you for telling me, Brother Qingyang, but I wonder if Brother Qingyang has any news about my brother's family?"

When Qingyang heard Fang Yue mention his brother's family, a strange light flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He sighed softly and spoke slowly: “Brother Fang, I have indeed heard some rumors about your brother’s family.

But please forgive me, I am not sure about the authenticity of this information yet. Please follow me to Xuantian Pavilion, I believe there will be accurate information there. "

When Fang Yue heard this, his heart moved. As expected, Qingyang wanted him to go to his Xuantian Pavilion.

Fang Yue sneered in his heart, he had already seen through Qingyang's intention.

However, he also wanted to know the whereabouts of his brother's family, and it would be no harm to find out the details of Xuantian Pavilion at the same time.

He pondered for a moment, then said: "Brother Qingyang, since you said so, I will go to Xuantian Pavilion with you.

However, I hope that this trip to Xuantian Pavilion can truly solve the problems that I am concerned about."

After Qingyang heard this, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. He nodded quickly and said, "Brother Fang, don't worry. I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer when I go to Xuantian Pavilion this time."

After the two discussed, they decided to go to Xuantian Pavilion immediately.

Although Fang Yue appeared calm on the surface, he was actually full of vigilance and expectation in his heart.

He hopes to find the whereabouts of his brother's family, while also being prepared to deal with any possible changes.

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A quarter of an hour later.

Fang Yue and the other person arrived at the gate of Xuantian Pavilion.

This magnificent building stands in the mountains, majestic and gives people a solemn and mysterious feeling.

Fang Yue looked up and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the Xuantian Pavilion was indeed worthy of its reputation.

After entering Xuantian Pavilion, Qingyang took Fang Yue through the winding corridors and courtyards, and finally came to a spacious study.

The furnishings in the study are simple and elegant, with some valuable calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, revealing a strong cultural heritage.

"Brother Fang, please wait a moment. I will go and ask the owner to come over." Qingyang said, turning around and leaving the study.

Fang Yue was left alone in the study. He looked around and was secretly alert.

He knew that he was in danger and had to stay sober and calm at all times.

At the same time, we also need to see what conspiracy Xuantian Pavilion has and whether his brother and his family are here.

Soon, Qingyang walked into the study with a middle-aged man.

The man is tall and has a dignified face, giving people a sense of authority without even being angry.

He is the owner of Xuantian Pavilion - Xuantian Zhenren.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, I have long heard of your great name. It is truly a great honor to meet you today." Taoist Xuantian smiled and bowed to Fang Yue.

Fang Yue also bowed in return and said with a smile: "You are too kind, I am just a passer-by in the world.

It is my honor to meet you in person today."

Taoist Xuantian asked Fang Yue to sit down, and then ordered someone to serve him fragrant tea.

He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and slowly said, "Fellow Daoist Fang, why are you here this time?"

Fang Yue did not hide it and said directly: "Master, I came here mainly for two things.

First, I would like to thank Brother Qingyang for reminding me that the Shadow Pavilion might be harmful to me.

Second, I wanted to ask the real person about the news of my long-lost brother and his family."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Tian Zhenren put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Fang Yue and said, "Of course I have heard about Fellow Daoist Fang's affairs.

Regarding the Shadow Pavilion, they are indeed an opponent that cannot be ignored. Fellow Daoist Fang must deal with them with caution.

As for the news about your brother's family, I do know some, but I am not sure of its authenticity."

Fang Yue's heart tightened when he heard this, and he quickly said, "I'd like to hear the details."

Xuan Tian Zhenren pondered for a moment and slowly said, "According to the information I have received, your brother and his family seem to have been captured by the Wei royal family and are currently being held in a secret prison in this city."

When Fang Yue heard the news, he was extremely shocked, but he remained calm.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and then asked, "Master, is this source of information reliable?"

"Although our people didn't see it for sure, it should be true."

Xuan Tian Zhenren said in a deep voice, "The Great Wei Emperor is about to die, and the throne is vacant. Some of them, of course, want the Dragon Soul of Luck to stabilize themselves and seize the throne!"

"So, you, Xuantian Pavilion, also want the Luck Dragon Soul on me?" Fang Yue's tone revealed a hint of coldness. He looked directly at Xuantian Zhenren, trying to read his true intentions from his eyes. Xuantian Zhenren was slightly stunned, then regained his composure. He slowly said, "Haha, it seems that Fellow Daoist Fang already knows. There is a saying that a man is innocent but guilty of possessing a treasure. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame Fellow Daoist Fang for taking something he shouldn't have taken."

After hearing this, Fang Yue sneered in his heart. He had long expected that Xuantian Pavilion also had some plans for his destiny dragon soul, but he didn't expect them to express it so bluntly.

"Master, so, you, Xuantian Pavilion, want to be my enemy?" There was a hint of coldness in Fang Yue's tone.

Xuan Tian Zhenren shook his head and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Fang has misunderstood. We do not want to be your enemy, but we hope that you can take the initiative to hand over the Dragon Soul of Luck.

After all, if this thing is in your hands, it will only bring you endless troubles. And we in Xuantian Pavilion have enough ability to protect you and your family."

Fang Yue sneered in his heart when he heard this.

He was well aware of the importance of the Dragon Soul of Fortune, and also knew that if he handed it over, he would lose all his bargaining chips.

He looked at Master Xuantian and said word by word, "Master, it seems there is nothing to talk about."

Xuantian Zhenren raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had not expected Fang Yue to be so resolute. He was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Fang Daoist, are you sure you don't want to reconsider it? You know, it's not a wise choice to be our enemy."

"Haha, even if I am willing, won't the real person take action? Brother Qingyang, am I right?"

Fang Yue chuckled and turned in one direction, with a hint of teasing in his words.

"Yes, Brother Fang sometimes understands too much, which is not necessarily a good thing."

Qingyang walked out from the shadows in a corner of the study and looked at Fang Yue with a complicated expression, "Since you already know our intentions, we can't let you stay."

Fang Yue smiled coldly, his body did not move, but his eyes revealed a chilling coldness:

"Brother Qingyang, is this how you treat guests? It's really disappointing."

Xuantian Zhenren also stood up at this moment, his expression became serious and indifferent: "Fang Yue, don't refuse a toast and then drink a penalty.

Hand over the Dragon Soul of Luck, and I can guarantee the safety of you and your family."

"Promise? Why should I trust you?"

Fang Yue's tone was full of sarcasm, "Master, what's the difference between your Xuantian Pavilion and Shadow Pavilion? You are both unscrupulous and greedy."

"Humph, I don't know how to appreciate it!"

Taoist Xuantian snorted coldly, and his figure disappeared instantly. The next moment, he appeared in front of Fang Yue and slapped Fang Yue in the chest.

Fang Yue was prepared. He dodged the palm strike with a quick movement of his body, and at the same time he struck back, attacking Master Xuantian's ribs.

The two of them exchanged several moves in an instant, and the study was filled with powerful energy, and the books on the bookshelf were shaken and scattered all over the floor.

Qingyang watched the battle from the side, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He quietly moved to the door of the study, ready to deliver a fatal blow when Fang Yue was caught off guard.

However, Fang Yue had rich combat experience and he had already noticed Qingyang's movements.

While fighting fiercely with Master Xuantian, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and suddenly kicked the bookshelf. A book flew towards Qingyang with a fierce momentum.

Qingyang was caught off guard and had to dodge sideways. The book flew past his cheek and he almost got injured.

At this moment, Fang Yue suddenly dodged, using the recoil force of the palm strike with Master Xuantian to instantly come in front of Qingyang and punch him in the chest.

Qingyang was horrified and wanted to dodge but it was too late. He had to fight back hastily, meeting Fang Yue's iron fist with both palms.

There was a dull "bang" sound, and Qingyang was knocked back several steps by Fang Yue's punch. He hit the wall, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Fang, your strength has indeed broken through. It's a pity that you stepped into Xuantian Pavilion today. No matter how strong you are here, you have to bow down!" Qingyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer.

Fang Yue raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, but was not shaken by Qingyang's words.

But at this moment, a strange wave of vital energy spread, and suddenly runes in all corners of the room lit up.

Fang Yue suddenly felt a powerful restraining force coming from all directions, as if he was trapped by an invisible net.

He was shocked and immediately realized that this was a trap set by Xuantian Pavilion.

"Hahaha, Fang Yue, do you think you can escape easily? This is the town's most important formation - the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation!" Xuantian Zhenren said with a proud smile.

Fang Yue looked around and saw mysterious runes lighting up in every corner of the study. They seemed to come alive, interweaving into a dense web in the air, trapping him tightly.

He tried to circulate his vital energy to break free, but found that his vital energy was so insignificant in front of this formation.

"You have planned all this a long time ago, what a great trick!" Fang Yue said coldly, with a hint of anger in his tone.

"Humph, of course we have to be careful when dealing with a master like you. However, you are now stuck. Although I don't know what method you used to refine the Dragon Soul of Luck, I have a picture of the true form of ten thousand dragons in Xuantian Pavilion, which can extract the dragon soul."

As Xuantian Zhenren spoke, he flipped his palm and a scroll shining with golden light appeared in his hand. On the scroll were countless lifelike dragon patterns, and each one seemed to contain infinite power.

"This is the most precious treasure of our Xuantian Pavilion - the Ten Thousand Dragons True Form Map. Today, I will let you experience its power and completely remove the dragon soul from your body!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Xuantian threw the Map of Ten Thousand Dragons' True Forms into the air. The scroll quickly unfolded, emitting a golden light. The dragons in the map seemed to come alive, circling and dancing in the air.

Fang Yue felt a powerful suction coming from the picture, as if it was trying to draw his soul out of his body.

His heart trembled, knowing that it was Master Xuantian who was activating the power of the Ten Thousand Dragons True Form Diagram, trying to deprive him of the dragon soul of destiny in his body.

At this moment, Fang Yue felt like he was in the center of a storm.

But at this moment, Fang Yue was not panicked.

Because although this suction force was strong, there was no luck dragon soul in his body at this moment. Therefore, this suction force could not actually absorb anything.

Fang Yue looked at Master Xuantian and Qingyang coldly and sneered in his heart.

The dragon soul of luck was absorbed and refined by his talent, and now there is no trace of dragon soul in his body.

Although the Ten Thousand Dragons True Form Diagram is extremely powerful, it has no effect on him.

However, Fang Yue did not expose this fact immediately.

He pretended to struggle deliberately, as if he was trying his best to resist the suction of the Ten Thousand Dragons True Form Diagram, in order to confuse Master Xuantian and Qingyang.

At the same time, he secretly accumulated strength, preparing to deal a fatal blow to the two men.

"Haha, the power of the Luck Dragon Soul is indeed strong. It can make your strength advance by leaps and bounds in just a few months. But now this power will soon belong to me."

Qingyang looked at Fang Yue's "struggle" and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

Xuan Tian Zhenren also thought that Fang Yue was gradually being deprived of his dragon soul by the Ten Thousand Dragons True Form Diagram, and a smug smile appeared on his face:

"Fang Yue, don't resist in vain. The Dragon Soul of Luck is not a power you can control, so just hand it over obediently." (End of this chapter)