"Shouldn't we wait for the imperial edict? Isn't that inappropriate?" Seeing his daughter Fang Qingxue's disregard for the imperial edict, Fang Zetao hesitated for a moment.

"No need to worry," Fang Qingxue's jade-like countenance remained unchanged, "I do not wish to engage much in the affairs of the secular world. Moreover, by nature, I prefer tranquility over liveliness. Let the family handle the person delivering the edict and the matters related to it. I will stay at home for a few days in peace, observing which of the family's disciples show potential and offer guidance. Father, you should not be too immersed in power; cultivate more, and perhaps you will have a chance to break through to the Mysterious Realm of Divine Powers."

"Alright," Fang Zetao nodded, "Originally, when the imperial edict arrived, conferring the title of princess upon you, our Fang family should have celebrated grandly. But since you prefer quiet to movement, we will handle it discreetly. Also, which servants do you need for your palace on Yu Hua Immortal Mountain? I will arrange some reliable and loyal ones for you."

"Very well," Fang Qingxue slightly closed her eyes.

"For this month, there has been no trace of Bai Haichen. Could it be that under the weight of his injuries, he took the Nine Orifices Golden Pill, healed his wounds, and escaped?"

This favored daughter of heaven, the formidable disciple of the Yu Hua Sect, one of the ten major sects of the immortal path, fell into deep contemplation.

As she was lost in thought, faintly above her head, many purple electric threads and air currents appeared, as if about to condense into spirited creatures like cranes, dragons, and galloping horses, which was obviously an extremely powerful realm within the Mysterious Realm of Divine Powers.

"Just a little more, and I can break through from the third realm of divine power, the Yuangang Realm, to the fourth realm of Yin-Yang, refining my own magical power into a harmonious balance of Yin and Yang, full of spirit. This realm is of great significance. Only with spirited Qi can one reach the fifth realm of divine power, the Heavenly Man Realm. With one's own divine powers, one can communicate with the meridians of heaven and earth, setting up various great arrays with boundless power. Now, several elders in the sect are also in the Heavenly Man Realm. Unfortunately, this time, I obtained the Jiao Fu Huangquan Map, which could be refined and with the power of this divine map, I could have stepped into the fifth realm of divine power, the Heavenly Man Realm, and even traced back to it, condensing the seed of divine power into the divine power dharma, but unfortunately, the effort was in vain."

Checking her own magical power and divine power realm, Fang Qingxue showed an extremely profound realm, with a deep understanding of the immortal path.

"Stepping on the Seven Stars!"

It was another night, a time when the cold stars were shining brightly. Fang Han was by the river, watching the trajectory of the stars, his whole body muscles surging like a series of stars in succession, like a great river rushing, taking a step with "Stepping on the Seven Stars," whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, seven steps, passing through, and then kicking explosively!

"Kui Star Kicks the Big Dipper!"

One rush, one kick, one explosion!

The leg strength tore through the air, making a heart-wrenching sound, spreading far and wide, extremely sharp.

Bang!

A hard tree as thick as a bowl was kicked off with a snap!

Crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle.

Then, Fang Han kicked out thirteen more legs, and in an instant, his whole body was filled with leg shadows, like sharp knives and axes, fiercely chopping on the surrounding trees, all of which were chopped down!

He kicked down fourteen trees in a row, not panting, not blushing, and after collecting his fist, the mud under his feet was shoveled up, his left hand drew a round circle, and his right hand drew a square. He stopped, rooted his feet, like a thousand-year-old pine tree, the roots firmly entwined in the rocks, motionless, unyielding.

"With my left hand drawing circles and my right hand drawing squares, embodying a balance of strength and gentleness, I never imagined that in just three nights, I could master the techniques and enter the fourth realm of strength and gentleness! The Nine Orifices Golden Pill has indeed laid a solid foundation for me! It seems my breakthrough to the fifth level of divine power is imminent!"

From deep within, the medicinal power of the Nine Orifices Golden Pill radiated, its warm fragrance flowing with the blood throughout his body. The pain from the intense leg training that had just felled the trees was instantly soothed by this warm current.

Fang Han, through a month of grueling strength training, had laid a solid foundation! Now, after three days of practicing the movements, he had mastered them with remarkable proficiency, honing the two lethal techniques of the Seven Stars Fist—"Stepping on the Seven Stars" and "Kui Star Kicks the Big Dipper"—to perfection, with formidable lethality.

The "Seven Stars Fist" of the Star Group Sect has few moves, yet each contains the profound wisdom of celestial star trajectories and the intricacies of the body's structure. "Stepping on the Seven Stars" is an enigmatic step technique, while "Kui Star Kicks the Big Dipper" is a ferocious leg technique designed to vanquish foes.

Fang Han has mastered them all and reached the fourth realm of strength and gentleness!

The core disciples of the Fang family typically require three to five years of relentless training, day and night, to reach the realm of strength and gentleness, which is considered swift. Yet Fang Han has attained such a realm in merely three months.

Feeling his strength grow day by day, Fang Han was content and returned home to rest in the darkness.

He had barely slept for an hour when, at the third watch of the night, he suddenly sensed a commotion outside, followed by the loud knocking on his door. He quickly rose, opened the door, and found it was the head steward of the horse farm.

"Steward, what's the matter? Why are you calling me at this hour?"

"Hurry up!" The head steward of the horse farm said urgently, "This morning, the second young lady is embarking on a long journey. You are to take the Qianli Snow and accompany the second young lady."

"A long journey, where to?" Fang Han was taken aback.

"Why ask so much? As servants, we follow orders. Do you want to be whipped by the second young lady again?" The head steward scolded, then hurried away.

Fang Han dared not tarry and rushed out.

Though he had a strange encounter, his cultivation was still shallow, and he lacked the power to refuse servitude. Moreover, he needed to rely on the Fang family's influence to enter the Yu Hua Sect.

The legendary ten sects of the immortal path, the dwelling place of immortals, stirred his curiosity.

He ran to the stable, fetched the Qianli Snow, and then Fang Han arrived at the square in front of the main gate of the Fang family's residence.

The Fang family, being the preeminent family of Longyuan, had a grandly constructed square in front of their residence, with dozens of rows of stone lions, tigers, Pixiu, and Qilins guarding the entrance, exuding majesty and awe.

People on the square appeared diminutive, and a sense of reverence arose spontaneously.

At this moment, many servants and guards stood on the square, with carriages laden with gold, silver, and jewels. Many warriors in full armor, extremely well-equipped, and maids also stood by.

These individuals, like stars orbiting the moon, encircled a few principal figures of the Fang family who emerged from the door.

Fang Han's eyes immediately fell upon a woman in white, pure and radiant, unlike anyone he had ever seen. As soon as this woman appeared, all others paled in comparison, and the world seemed transformed into a realm of fairies, suffused with a powerful, otherworldly aura.

All others faded away; only this woman, her demeanor, was indelibly etched in the minds of onlookers.

"Is she a fairy from the moon or a dragon princess from the sea?" Fang Han was awestruck, realizing this was the eldest daughter of the Fang family, Fang Qingxue, also a true disciple of the Yu Hua Sect, possessing a divine power realm, a peerless master who had slain Bai Haichen.

He had imagined the Fang family's eldest daughter, capable of killing Bai Haichen, to be extremely formidable, with a sharp temperament and a murderous aura that would be overwhelming. However, he was unprepared for her ethereal, light presence, like a misty cloud.

In temperament, Fang Qingxue bore none of the master's sharpness, but rather the celestial beauty of an unparalleled beauty, as if she were a fairy from a poem.

"Those who cultivate to the divine power realm all possess a certain aura. Master Bai Haichen was indeed correct."

Fang Han took a glance, recalled Bai Haichen's words, and quickly lowered his gaze.

Yet, Fang Qingxue seemed to sense something, and a pair of fairy-like eyes swept over to Fang Han.

"Qing Wei, what is the name of that servant holding Qianli Snow?" After her gaze swept over Fang Han, Fang Qingxue redirected her attention and inquired of the second young lady, Fang Qingwei, beside her.

Just one glance, and Fang Han had drawn Fang Qingxue's attention.

Was it a blessing or a curse?