Chapter 23

Fang Yu nodded. Hearing the word "class reunion," he knew what point in the timeline it was now. Naturally, he wouldn't go to Ye Fan's class reunion, so he continued his cultivation here.

Realm of Aura.

This realm focuses on comprehending the "qi" of aura — it refers to a single breath, the meaning of being lively.

But knowing is knowing, comprehending is comprehending — Fang Yu still hadn't grasped it.

So he kept popping Essence Yuan Pills and cultivating.

Time reached late at night. Ye Fan finally returned, and upon seeing Fang Yu immediately expressed his intention to apologize.

"Friends meeting — it's normal to see each other a few more times."

Fang Yu spoke while practicing the Pine Crane Longevity Fist. His speed was extremely fast, leaving many afterimages in the field, like an immortal crane — every punch, kick, hook, and wing-spread was a killing move.

Ye Fan felt that if he were touched even slightly, he would die on the spot, and his shock deepened.

"Brother Fang Yu, some of my classmates want to go play at Taishan. I wonder if Brother Fang Yu has any interest."

Ye Fan watched for a while, and only when Fang Yu's speed slowed down did he snap out of his astonishment and ask.

"Taishan? Good. That's a fine place."

Fang Yu had long been waiting for Taishan. Now hearing Ye Fan mention it, naturally there was no reason to refuse.

Ye Fan saw that Fang Yu had also agreed, and his mood grew even happier.

One night passed. By the second day, Ye Fan drove a Mercedes-Benz, taking Fang Yu toward Taishan.

When Fang Yu and Ye Fan arrived, some of Ye Fan's classmates had also gotten there. Among them was a woman with snow-white, delicate skin, large eyes, and long eyelashes — she seemed to carry some spiritual energy, and without being showy, she appeared confident.

This woman was called Li Xiaoman. Seeing Ye Fan, her expression was calm, but when her gaze turned to Fang Yu, she seemed a little surprised. There was curiosity in her eyes, as if she had sensed Fang Yu's powerful aura.

"Oh? Ye Fan, since when did you get to know a Daoist Priest like this? Don't get tricked."

A cold, sneering voice came from not far away, seemingly carrying a mocking tone.

Fang Yu's gaze looked over.

This was a weakling who hadn't even reached the 1st Stage of Physical Body.