Chapter 256: 256. Are you worthy of me?

Chang Kong did not laugh, completely ignored him, and his body slowly floated up, preparing to leave.

Fang Zhou quickly shouted, “If there’s anything I don’t understand, can I come to find you?”

Seeing that Chang Kong didn’t answer and flew away, Fang Zhou suddenly felt regret and began to question his own charm. How could someone as perfect as me, Fang Zhou, not catch your eye?

Just as Fang Zhou was secretly cursing Chang Kong for getting food stuck in his teeth, her cool voice suddenly echoed from above.

“Yes!”

Fang Zhou raised his head in surprise, only to find that Chang Kong’s figure had already disappeared into the clouds and mist.

He excitedly clenched his fist, it seemed these three years of solitude weren’t wasted.

Fang Zhou wasn’t really fantasizing or having delusions about Chang Kong, he just felt that these three years of solitude were quite rare, and the two could surely be friends.

Chang Kong’s realm is definitely beyond the Innate Realm; this is a shining beacon, when else would one cling to it?

Such a support is never too much; should troubles arise, just one shout would bring forth myriad supports, what a spectacle.

Of course, if Chang Kong wanted more than friendship with Fang Zhou and sought physical companionship, Fang Zhou wouldn’t mind selling out his looks.

Currently, the likelihood of such a scenario seems quite slim.

After his body almost adapted, Fang Zhou leaned against the bridge railing, slowly standing up.

These three years have been unbearably tough for him, Chang Kong didn’t merely spar with him but instead utilized an illusion to create various perilous scenes.

Dense forest, desert, swamp, abyss, cave, ocean, and more.

He fought alone against Python Demons in the forest, got chased by swarms of insects in the desert, got gnawed by evil spirits in the abyss, and dragged by earth dragons in the cave.

Chang Kong would wait for a chance to sneak attack on the side, not only teaching him combat skills but also training his ability to handle various dangerous situations.

Three years passed, Fang Zhou thought he walked through Hell, but his gains were unparalleled.

Although his realm hasn’t improved, his combat skills have skyrocketed, proving True Master Yu Jian right–Chang Kong’s private lessons are worth five million in lottery.

In a way, Chang Kong doesn’t bear the name of a mentor yet she acts like one, just like Yan Chixia.

Fang Zhou is extremely grateful to her.

…

After leaving Cloud Bridge, Chang Kong flew toward the Thousand Swords Palace.

Midway, she encountered a giant wine jug, where Ling Xiaoyue was lying and enjoying the breeze.

Seeing Chang Kong, she immediately sat up and waved with a smile.

Chang Kong flew onto the wine jug and sat down, Ling Xiaoyue waved her hand, and a sumptuous hot feast appeared before the two.

Ling Xiaoyue poured Chang Kong a cup of wine herself, grinning as she said, “Thanks! I initially thought half a day would be enough, but you really gave face, a whole day, lucky guy.”

True Master Yu Jian greeted Chang Kong, asking her to guide Fang Zhou, which was ordinary guidance.

According to Chang Kong’s habit, probably two to five days of illusion time, which translates to just a few minutes in reality.

Ling Xiaoyue, upon learning Fang Zhou would undergo Chang Kong’s training, secretly approached Chang Kong, asking her to thoroughly train that lad, lest he becomes arrogant due to some skills.

Ling Xiaoyue’s request had Chang Kong give Fang Zhou two years’ time, and the remaining year was Chang Kong’s personal reward for his act of stopping the Demon Sect during the anniversary night.

Having stayed in the illusion for three consecutive years, Chang Kong probably wouldn’t be interested in conducting private lessons for a long time.

Hopefully, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect won’t cry upon learning this harsh reality.

“Since you gave face, I’ll surely bring you gifts when I go out next time.”

Upon hearing Ling Xiaoyue say this, Chang Kong frowned, recalling the dozen sword grinding stones in her room, all gifted by Ling Xiaoyue.

Ling Xiaoyue suddenly leaned in with a cheeky grin, wrapping her arm around Chang Kong, ambiguously saying, “Hey, my disciple is decent, isn’t he? In three years of illusion, didn’t you do something with him?”

Chang Kong sneered, “You think everyone lacks propriety like you?”

Ling Xiaoyue pointed at her and exclaimed in surprise, “You’re answering? That’s guilty conscience, Chang Kong, I entrusted my disciple to you, yet you used him up, no wonder stayed in illusion for three years, can you face me?”

In Ling Xiaoyue’s eyes, Chang Kong never bothered answering such questions.

Today, unexpectedly, she made a sarcastic remark, must’ve done something wrong.

No one would believe two solitary people stayed in an illusion for three years without doing anything.

Chang Kong totally ignored her, silently drank the last sip of wine, and rose to fly away.

Ling Xiaoyue kept shouting behind, “Don’t leave, come on, tell me, was it great or not?”

…

Fang Zhou returned to Moon Viewing Peak, and the first thing he saw was Cheng Xing, his eyes emitted the light like a hungry wolf’s.

To Cheng Xing, it had only been a day since they separated.

But to Fang Zhou, he had been apart from Cheng Xing for a full three years, living like a Monk in the illusion during that time.

No, worse than a Monk, at least Monks have their hands, while Fang Zhou’s every move was watched by Chang Kong.

His skin wasn’t thick enough to exercise his hand strength in front of Chang Kong to comfort himself.

Now that he’s back at Moon Viewing Peak, what’s the first thing to do is naturally obvious.

Seeing Fang Zhou’s gaze, Cheng Xing understood immediately, screaming in fright and turning to run.

Fang Zhou directly took out the gourd and absorbed both her and himself into it.

The time flow in the gourd space cannot compare with the illusion but has the advantage of allowing the physical body to enter together.

Fang Zhou conducted recovery training in the gourd space, allowing his body to adapt to the Ripple Divine Skill and various combat techniques.

The time flow between the outside world and the gourd space is about one to thirty; Fang Zhou spent fifteen days in recovery training inside.

During this period, Cheng Xing accompanied him in training, but the more she trained, the weaker she became, finally unable to take it and ran out.

After fifteen days, Fang Zhou’s physical condition completely returned to how it was during the illusion.

Afterward, he exited the gourd, and only half a day had passed outside.

Fang Zhou headed to Heavenly Sword Peak to meet Qiao Sen.

Yu Qing happened to be with Qiao Sen, Fang Zhou hadn’t seen her for three years, and suddenly felt quite nostalgic.

Yu Qing blushed slightly upon seeing Fang Zhou’s gaze, but with Qiao Sen by her side, she didn’t dare show excessive intimacy.

Qiao Sen had been anxiously waiting these past days, and upon seeing Fang Zhou, was delighted, hurriedly asking, “Mr. Ling, when shall we depart for the Capital?”

“No rush, we’ll move immediately upon readiness.”

Fang Zhou first comforted Qiao Sen with a few words, then took the detailed information on Di Ao she wrote these days.

Only then did he realize that Di Ao’s influence had spread throughout the court with barely any neutral officials or supporters.

You sure are a useless Imperial daughter; even I feel like defecting.

Fang Zhou internally criticized but maintained a calm face, comforted Qiao Sen, and then pulled Yu Qing aside, asking her to help prepare some things.