Chapter 8

"Have you heard? The third young master of the Fang family, Fang Li, was beaten by the Yuan family's waste, Feng. It's said that he was slapped dozens of times and was left unrecognizable."

"How is that possible? Feng, the waste of the Yuan family, has been stuck at the second level of the Condensation Realm for so many years, while Young Master Fang Li is a peak expert at the fourth level of the Condensation Realm. This rumor is a bit too exaggerated, isn't it?"

"Rumor? You're wrong there. I saw it with my own eyes, and it's absolutely true. You didn't see it, but Feng, the waste, must have practiced some kind of mysterious footwork. His speed was astonishing. Before Fang Li could react, he was slapped dozens of times. The worst part is that Fang Li's two guards were directly crippled by Feng, and it's said they will never be able to stand up again."

"Wow, there's actually such a thing? How did Feng, the waste, suddenly become so powerful? Could it be that his previous weakness was all an act?"

"It's possible, but everyone is guessing that when Feng fell off a cliff in the Black Maple Forest, he might have had a miraculous encounter, breaking through his realm and learning a heaven-defying footwork."

"Hehe, this is going to be interesting. With Fang Li's personality, he won't let this go easily. I wonder if this conflict will escalate to a family feud!"

In the streets and alleys of Fengtian County, teahouses and taverns, almost every place was discussing the topic of Yuan Feng beating the third young master of the Fang family. Initially, everyone thought it was just a rumor, as it seemed impossible for a recognized waste to beat a fourth-level Condensation Realm expert.

However, as more and more eyewitnesses came forward, the truth of the matter gradually became accepted. The story of the Yuan family's waste making a comeback was fresh and exciting.

Many people had witnessed Yuan Feng's bizarre footwork that day, and everyone speculated that he must have had some kind of encounter in the Black Maple Forest, leading to his transformation. However, the truth of the matter was still unclear.

Regardless, the topic of the Yuan family's waste beating the Fang family's young master was undoubtedly the hottest topic at the moment, and the interest was likely to continue for some time.

In the northern part of Fengtian County, there was a huge mansion. On the main gate, the golden characters "Fang Mansion" shone brightly, intimidating passersby.

At this moment, deep within the Fang Mansion, angry roars echoed continuously.

"Ah, get out, all of you, get out! I said no one is allowed to disturb me, get out!"

In the luxurious courtyard, the third young master of the Fang family, Fang Li, kicked over a tea table and screamed at the door, looking like a madman.

The beating had happened three days ago, and the redness on his face had faded, but some finger marks were still visible. For the past three days, he had locked himself in his room, seeing no one. Every time he thought about being publicly humiliated by Yuan Feng, he became extremely agitated.

"Knock, knock, knock!!!"

The knocking continued, undeterred by his screams.

"Ah, I said I don't want to see anyone, why don't you get lost?" Hearing the knocking again, Fang Li wished he could go out and kill the person, but thinking of his current appearance, he was too ashamed to face anyone.

"Hehe, Third Brother, what's got you so angry? Don't you recognize your Second Brother?"

Just as Fang Li was gnashing his teeth in hatred, a gentle laugh came from outside the door. Hearing this voice, the anger on Fang Li's face instantly disappeared, replaced by a look of surprise.

"Second Brother?"

His expression changed, and after a brief pause, he quickly ran to the courtyard gate and opened it.

As the gate opened, a young man immediately appeared. He looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a white robe, with star-like eyes and a sword-like brow. A small golden plaque hung from his waist, with the characters "Yunxiao" vividly engraved, like stars in the night sky.

"Second Brother, it's really you, you're back!" Confirming the visitor, Fang Li became excited.

The visitor was none other than the second young master of the Fang family, Fang Yu, the only martial spirit practitioner in all of Fengtian County and a current disciple of the Yunxiao Sect.

"Ah, it seems the rumors are true. Third Brother, you've disappointed me."

Fang Yu's gaze immediately fell on Fang Li's face, and seeing the scars, he sighed and shook his head before walking into the courtyard.

"Second Brother..."

Hearing Fang Yu's words, Fang Li wanted to say something but held back. In the Fang family, he feared no one more than his own brother. He could defy anyone, but he dared not challenge Fang Yu.

"Tell me what happened. We Fang family members aren't to be bullied so easily."

As he walked into the inner room, Fang Yu's voice floated out, and hearing his words, Fang Li's face lit up with joy. He had witnessed Yuan Feng's bizarre footwork and knew he couldn't get his revenge, which is why he had been so angry. But now, with his Second Brother here, he was sure he could get his revenge.

"Yuan Feng, no matter what you've encountered, this time, I will make you pay a thousandfold for the humiliation you've given me." A sinister smile spread across his face, and at that moment, the third young master of the Fang family looked like a madman.

At the same time, at the front of the Yuan family's mansion in Fengtian County, a group of guests had also arrived.

"Ha, Ao, Father has been waiting for you, and finally, you're back."

At the front gate, all four of the second generation of the Yuan family were present, led by the eldest, Yuan Qingtian. On the other side, three men and one woman, four young people, stood proudly. Each of them was handsome and talented, the men clean and handsome, the woman elegant and beautiful.

"Father, upon receiving your letter, I rushed back immediately. By the way, let me introduce my three senior brothers and sisters to Father and the three uncles."

Among the four young people, a young man who looked very similar to Yuan Qingtian stepped forward, gave a polite bow to Yuan Qingtian and the others, and then stood aside. Clearly, this was the eldest grandson of the Yuan family, Yuan Qingtian's eldest son, Yuan Ao.

As the eldest grandson of the Yuan family and a talented young man who had joined the Fanshui Sect early, Yuan Ao was also very handsome. The years of life in the sect had made him mature and steady. From the outside, he was certainly well-mannered and did not show his humble family background.

"Father, Second Uncle, these three are my senior brothers and sisters. This is Senior Brother Leng Yun, this is Senior Brother Zhao Qian, and this is Senior Sister Ling Fei. They are all inner disciples of the Fanshui Sect, and they joined earlier than I did. They are very powerful, so please don't neglect them."

"Ha, welcome to the Fanshui Sect's talented disciples. The arrival of these three young talents is a great honor for our Yuan family. Please come in."

Yuan Qingyun stepped forward at this moment. After all, he was the head of the family. While Yuan Qingtian could reminisce with his son, when it came to formal matters, it was his responsibility to handle them.

"Head of the Yuan family, you are too kind. We are just lucky to have nothing to do. Hearing that there's something interesting happening with Junior Brother Yuan Ao, we came to take a look. We hope we are not a bother."

The woman among the three spoke, and only then did it become clear that she was the leader of the group.

"Not at all, please come in." Yuan Qingyun smiled and made a welcoming gesture.

Although these people might not be as powerful as he was, their status as inner disciples of the Fanshui Sect was certainly higher than his. The Fanshui Sect was a top-tier force in the Black Mountain Kingdom, while the Yuan family's Fengtian County was ranked near the bottom among the 108 counties of the Black Mountain Kingdom. The Fanshui Sect could destroy the Yuan family in a matter of minutes.

After a few pleasantries, the group headed deeper into the mansion.

"By the way, Second Uncle, on our way through the market, we heard that Third Brother beat the third young master of the Fang family, Fang Li. Is this true?"

On the way, the eldest grandson of the Yuan family, Yuan Ao, suddenly spoke, asking Yuan Qingyun.

"Ha, it's probably just a rumor. Feng has always been naturally dull, stuck at the second level of the Condensation Realm. How could he possibly be a match for Fang Li?"

Hearing Yuan Ao mention this, Yuan Qingyun smiled calmly.

"Is it a rumor, or have you asked Third Brother?"

"Ha, Cousin, you don't know. Feng had an accident a few days ago, but he had some enlightenment. He has been busy practicing recently. I wanted to ask him about it, but I didn't want to interrupt his practice. I'll ask him when he's done."

Yuan Qingyun smiled. To be honest, he had always wanted to know the truth about the rumor of Yuan Feng beating Fang Li, but he had been busy preparing for the autumn hunt and had no spare time. Moreover, he hoped that Yuan Feng would come to him on his own to tell him the truth. Otherwise, as the head of the family, he would seem too impatient.

There was also the fact that he had held back from asking Yuan Feng, fearing that the rumor was just a rumor and not the truth. If the result was not what he wanted, it would be better to have this mental comfort.

Of course, deep down, he hoped it was all true, but such an almost impossible thing, could it really be true? At least, he himself didn't think so.

"Ha, it seems Third Brother has turned a misfortune into a blessing. I hope the rumor is true. The Fang family has been very arrogant in recent years, thanks to a martial spirit practitioner."

Yuan Ao smiled, but he didn't dwell on the matter. After all, in his eyes, the conflict between Yuan Feng and Fang Li was like a children's fight. Beating Fang Li was nothing; if he could beat Fang Yu, that would truly be a glory for the family.

As they spoke, the group arrived at the inner hall, where a banquet was already prepared. A welcome feast was inevitable, and the arrival of four Fanshui Sect disciples made everyone in the Yuan family very happy. The meal was a pleasant one for both hosts and guests.

After arranging the guests, Yuan Qingyun, emboldened by the alcohol, headed toward Yuan Feng's courtyard.

After holding back for so long, he really couldn't wait any longer. Whether the rumor was true or not, he had to find out. If it was false, he would just have to accept the disappointment, as he had been disappointed by Yuan Feng many times before. But if the rumor was true and Yuan Feng really beat the third young master of the Fang family, then everything would be different.