31: Chapter Thirty One : This World Bows to Strength 31: Chapter Thirty One : This World Bows to Strength Chapter Thirty One : This World Bows to Strength At first, only the Supre Elder and Sect Master of Lingyue Sect were aware of Fang Mu Ge’s monstrous talent.
But just over a month ago, everything changed during the sect’s outer disciple tournant.
Fang Mu Ge stunned everyone—sweeping the competition with late-stage Qi Gathering cultivation, easily defeating all the other outer disciples and taking first place.
Keep in mind, he had only been cultivating for six months.
Among those who joined the sect alongside him, the strongest—such as Lü Chenlong—had only reached the late Body Refining stage.
Fang Mu Ge’s victory made his na spread like wildfire throughout the sect.
Now, anyone in Lingyue Sect knew that a genius nad Fang Mu Ge had erged.
He was the personal disciple of Supre Elder Su Xin.
Even the normally stern-faced Sect Master would break into smiles when seeing him.
So when Fang Ting introduced himself, the expressions of the two previously calm and composed inner elders subtly changed.
Elder Li imdiately stood and said with a warm smile, “Ah, so it’s Fellow Daoist Fang!
Please, have a seat.
Xiao Dong, go pour so tea!” Fang Ting’s cultivation might only be at mid-stage Core Formation, but his identity as Fang Mu Ge’s cousin-uncle ant he couldn’t be treated lightly.
Everyone knew Fang Mu Ge was the future of Lingyue Sect.
Anyone connected to him had to be approached with care.
Fang Ting declined politely but firmly.
“No need for all that, Elders.
I only ca to ask whether Mu Ge has arrived.
If not, I was planning to head to Lingyue Sect to find him.” “He’s here,” Elder Li replied.
“He and his senior brother are in Room B-7.” Fang Ting clasped his hands.
“Thank you for letting know.
I’ll take my leave, then.” “Take care, Clan Head Fang.” The two elders stood and personally walked him out of the room.
Once the door closed again, they exchanged a glance.
“With soone like Fang Mu Ge in their ranks, the Fang family will surely rise to beco a major clan in the future.” “Indeed.
If it were any ordinary genius, it wouldn’t be such a big deal.
But Fang Mu Ge is a completely different breed.” A disciple who had been quietly serving tea finally worked up the courage to ask, “Master… what exactly is Junior Brother Mu Ge’s physique?” Elder Li’s face turned stern.
“That’s not sothing you should be asking.” The disciple flinched, bowing repeatedly.
“Yes, yes, I understand!” Fang Mu Ge’s talent was a top-level secret within Lingyue Sect.
Even most inner elders weren’t privy to the specifics.
Asking about it was strictly forbidden.
In fact, not even the Supre Elders knew what his exact physique was—they only knew it had to be a Saint Physique at minimum.
Fang Ting and Fang Luo made their way to Room B-7.
Myriad Treasures Pavilion was outfitted with nurous privacy arrays, especially around the private boxes.
Each one had its own defensive formation that even spiritual sense couldn’t penetrate.
After knocking, a voice from inside responded, “Co in.” Fang Ting pushed open the door—and there was Fang Mu Ge, along with his second senior brother, Zheng Guan.
Fang Mu Ge froze for a second, then jumped to his feet in surprise.
“Uncle!
What are you doing here?!” He hurried over joyfully.
“Brother Luo, you ca too!
Please, both of you, co in!” “I brought Xiao Luo for the auction,” Fang Ting replied.
“Figured you might be here too, so I asked a few of your sect elders.
Didn’t expect to actually find you here.” Fang Mu Ge looked guilty.
“This is my fault.
I should’ve checked if you were coming.” “It’s fine.
We’re here now, that’s what matters,” Fang Ting said, waving it off.
Fang Mu Ge quickly asked how things had been back ho.
Fang Ting gave him a brief rundown, then added: “Your Brother Luo managed to co ho once after being gone for just half a year.
And you—it’s been over seven months and you haven’t even considered visiting.” Fang Mu Ge gave an awkward smile.
“I’ve been wanting to… but my master said I’m being watched.
I can’t stray too far from the sect.” Fang Ting’s expression shifted—then he understood.
This was the ga of inter-sect rivalry.
When one sect discovered a monstrous genius in another, it wasn’t uncommon to strike from the shadows.
Assassination attempts, “accidents,” and underhanded tactics were all fair play.
Forget all that nonsense about “elders staying out of the younger generation’s fights.” In reality, it was always about the strong bullying the weak.
It wouldn’t be surprising if the Grand Qi Dynasty had already placed people to monitor him—just waiting for Fang Mu Ge to step outside the safe zone so they could eliminate him.
That way, Lingyue Sect would never get the chance to rise.
This was the reality every prodigy had to face.
Fang Ting sighed.
“Just wait a bit longer.
Once the Fang family has enough accumulated strength, we’ll move to Lingyue City.
After that, it’ll be easy for you to co ho often.” Fang Mu Ge’s eyes lit up.
Moving to Lingyue City ant he could see his family whenever he wanted.
“Is it because we don’t have enough spirit stones to buy property in the city?
I can ask my master for help.” Or he could just sell one of the treasures the Supre Elder had gifted him—any one of them would be enough to purchase a large estate in Lingyue City.
Fang Ting shook his head.
“That’s the least of our concerns.
You can’t rush clan developnt—just like cultivation, it needs to progress step by step.” Right now, Yuhe City was a better base for the Fang family to build its foundation.
Once the family’s cultivators beca stronger, and their alchemy business matured into a stable pillar of inco, then would be the right ti to move.
Fang Luo added, “The family is doing really well right now.
Let’s not worry about it.
All we need to do is focus on cultivation.
When the ti is right, Uncle Six will know what to do.” Fang Ting nodded.
“Alright,” Fang Mu Ge said, though he still looked a little disappointed.
He really missed ho.
Fang Luo stood up.
“Mu Ge, co with for a minute—I want to talk to you alone.” “Sure.” Fang Mu Ge didn’t ask for details.
He just followed Fang Luo out of the room.
They were gone for about fifteen minutes before returning.
No one knew what they discussed, but Fang Ting had caught Fang Luo’s inner thoughts.
“I didn’t expect Cousin Mu Ge’s talent to be this freakish… Even at minimum, his physique is a top-tier Saint Body.
His perception and spiritual foundation are the best I’ve ever seen.
If nothing goes wrong, he’ll surely surpass in the future.” Fang Luo still looked visibly shaken—and a little conflicted.
After all, the more monstrous soone’s talent was, the more intensely they’d be targeted.
“Looks like the auction’s about to start,” said Zheng Guan, pulling the three of them out of their deep thoughts.
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