When Fang Han set foot on the land of Guyue City, destroying the Shi family was merely a matter of convenience for him. What he was truly determined to obtain was the Five-Colored Heaven-Mending Divine Stone, a secret treasure of the Poison King Sect.

In the eyes of the Poison King Sect members, these colorful divine stones were only suitable as decorations for the female members of wealthy families or cultivation factions to admire.

Although they knew these stones were valuable, they were completely unaware of their true value.

Fang Han, on the other hand, had already successfully forged a divine weapon by incorporating the five-colored stones into the sword blank through his unique weapon-forging method.

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That evening, to show his respect, Ye Tiannan, the city lord of Guyue City, hosted a grand banquet at the city lord's mansion to entertain Fang Han and his party.

At the banquet, Fang Han, along with Fang Yingxue, Fang Qing, Zhou Chi, and Gongsun Yaoqin, took their seats. Han Wentian, the prefect of Tianyuan County, and Guo Tianyi, the county commandant, were also invited to attend.

The room was brightly lit, and a table was laden with fine wine and food. People toasted each other, laughter filled the air, and the atmosphere was incredibly lively.

After a hearty meal, everyone drank tea and chatted.

Fang Han suddenly put down his wine cup, glanced at everyone, and slowly said, "Prefect, Commandant, City Lord, I was able to successfully resolve the Shi family's matter thanks to your great help. I have no way to repay you, so let me give you three some pointers on your cultivation."

The moment he said that, the entire room fell silent, and everyone stared at Fang Han in astonishment.

In Tianyuan County, Han Wentian, Guo Tianyi, and Ye Tiannan are all renowned powerhouses.

Although Ye Tiannan was the weakest of the three, he had already entered the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

Han Wentian, as the prefect, was also a master in the mid-stage of the Foundation Establishment realm.

Fang Han was just a young man of only twenty years old. If anyone else dared to say such things to these three powerful figures, they would be ridiculed and even verbally abused.

However, Fang Han remained calm and composed, exuding confidence in every gesture, as if he were merely instructing a junior disciple.

Prefect Han Wentian was the first to come to his senses, his heart filled with excitement. He knew that receiving guidance from a master of the Divine Sense Realm was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

At that moment, Han Wentian stood up, bowed respectfully to Fang Han, and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Fang! I am deeply grateful for such a generous gift. Let us move to the backyard, and I hope you will not hesitate to give me your guidance."

Upon seeing this, Guo Tianyi and Ye Tiannan quickly stood up and expressed their gratitude to Fang Han.

The moonlight, as clear as water, spilled onto the spacious training ground in the backyard of the city lord's mansion.

Prefect Han Wentian, Commandant Guo Tianyi, City Lord Ye Tiannan of Guyue City, and Fang Han and others filed in, instantly breaking the tranquility of the empty martial arts arena with their figures.

Han Wentian's expression was solemn. As a fierce general who fought bloody battles in the army in the past, although he had been a prefect for many years and had been far away from the bloody battles, the killing spirit in his bones had never dissipated.

At this moment, he stood firmly on his feet, like an ancient pine tree rooted in the earth, and drew his long sword, which emitted a clear and melodious dragon's roar.

With a low shout, Han Wentian moved like lightning, unleashing a set of fierce sword techniques.

Under the moonlight, the sword flashed, and each swing of the sword brought with it a whooshing sound, as if it could tear the air apart.

That violent, murderous aura, like a surging tide, rushed towards you, sending chills down your spine.

The sword technique has clearly been refined and honed over the years. It is a family heirloom of the Han family and has been improved through countless life-and-death battles on the battlefield. Every move is deadly and its power is astonishing.

“Your Excellency, if viewed from a conventional perspective, your swordsmanship is already quite remarkable.”

After Han Wentian sheathed his sword and stood still, Fang Han stepped forward, his gaze sharp, and began to comment, "However, the cultivation method you practice has limited the further improvement of your swordsmanship. As the art of war says, 'Strike while the iron is hot, but the momentum will weaken on the second attempt and be exhausted on the third.' Although your swordsmanship is brave and vigorous, each move is relatively independent and has not yet formed a coherent momentum. It has not been able to surge like a great river, flowing endlessly and without ceasing."

After speaking, Fang Han flicked his fingers, and several streams of condensed true energy were precisely injected into several important acupoints on Han Wentian's body, just like silk threads.

At the same time, Fang Han explained in detail the key points for improving the operation of the technique: "The internal energy is reversed along the Du meridian, guiding the true qi to gather at the Tanzhong acupoint, and then dispersed to the limbs and bones. Only by repeating this cycle can the maximum potential of the technique be stimulated."

After saying that, Fang Han took the longsword from Han Wentian and began to practice it himself.

Under the moonlight, Fang Han's figure resembled a nimble dragon, his swordsmanship light and graceful yet powerful.

Every movement was fluid and seamless, with no flaws in the transitions between moves. The entire sword technique was like a surging, unstoppable river.

Prefect Han Wentian stared intently at Fang Han's every move, secretly pondering what he was doing.

He had immersed himself in this sword technique for many years and had a profound understanding of it. With just a little guidance from Fang Han, he suddenly realized its meaning.

When Han Wentian practiced the newly modified technique according to Fang Han's instructions, he felt his internal energy flow smoothly, like a fish in water, as if a brand new door had been opened.

Han Wentian couldn't wait to pick up his longsword again and practice using the new method.

The first time, his swordsmanship was still somewhat rusty, but its power was already beginning to show. The second time, his movements became increasingly fluid, and the wind howled faster as the sword flashed. By the third time, Han Wentian's aura surged, and the power of his swordsmanship increased by a full 30% compared to before.

The onlookers, Commandant Guo Tianyi and City Lord Ye Tiannan, couldn't help but gasp, their eyes filled with shock and envy.

"Thank you, Mr. Fang!"

Han Wentian's voice trembled with excitement as he bowed deeply to Fang Han once more. "Thanks to your skillful modifications, sir, my cultivation techniques and swordsmanship have reached perfection. If this continues, I will definitely reach the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm within a month or two!"

His eyes gleamed with excitement.

"Peak Foundation Establishment Realm? Your ambition is too low, Prefect. I have modified your cultivation technique so that it can at least support you to the peak of Divine Sense Realm."

Fang Han laughed.

“Mr. Fang, from now on I will treat you with the respect due to a disciple.”

Prefect Han Wentian became even more excited and actually knelt down on one knee in front of Fang Han.

He felt that a prodigy like Fang Han was more than qualified to be his master.

Moreover, Fang Han is particularly skilled at teaching apprentices; he can enlighten people with just a few words.