"Zuo Jingwen, you really are a toad trying to eat swan meat."

Fang Han glanced at Zuo Jingwen and said calmly.

Qiao Yue completely ignored Zuo Jingwen; her mind was occupied by another shocking thing: she could actually stand up!

When she found that she could stand up effortlessly, she followed Fang Han's advice and tried to take steps.

At first, her balance was slightly off when she took her first step because she hadn't walked for so long, and she swayed a little. But soon, she was pleasantly surprised to find that her body had completely regained its former vitality.

"Father, I...I can really walk now!"

Qiao Yue's voice trembled with excitement, and her eyes reddened. She walked quickly to Qiao Qianshan and threw herself into her father's arms, hugging him tightly, as if she wanted to convey the joy and relief of having regained what she had lost through this embrace.

"Qiao Yue, this is nothing serious. Now try circulating your true energy."

Fang Han stood to the side, a gentle smile on his face, his eyes full of encouragement.

He and Xiang Wantang were surrounded by more than a dozen experts from the Zuo family. Among these people, there were two mid-level Martial Grandmasters, two high-level Martial Grandmasters, and the rest were all high-level Martial Masters. However, in their eyes, these people were not even ants, so they paid no attention to them.

Following Fang Han's instructions, Qiao Yue circulated her own true essence.

Because of the cold, yin energy injected into her body by Meng Kai, she hasn't circulated her true essence for the past few years. She feels that her cultivation level has probably declined. She used to be a high-level martial artist, but now she estimates that she is at most a mid-level martial artist.

"This...how is this possible?"

Qiao Yue's shocked expression seemed to freeze on her face, and she even involuntarily shouted out, her voice trembling slightly in the air.

Just now, when she calmed down and looked inward, she was surprised to find that the true essence in her body was as pure as a flawless piece of jade and as powerful as a surging river, flowing smoothly through the eight extraordinary meridians without any obstruction.

You should know that the ability of true essence to flow so freely through the eight extraordinary meridians is a significant sign of entering the Martial Master realm!

She had just recovered from her previous abnormal state and never expected that she would break through her cultivation level so easily.

This was simply like a dream, something she never even dared to imagine.

"Your feeling is correct; you are now a beginner-level martial artist."

Fang Han had a faint smile on his lips as he looked at Qiao Yue with gentle eyes and spoke softly.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yue instantly understood, and an indescribable sense of gratitude welled up in her heart.

She understood that Fang Han must have helped her, which was why her cultivation had improved so rapidly.

At this moment, she had a completely new understanding of Fang Han, whom her father Qiao Qianshan had brought, and Xiang Wantang, a middle-aged man who looked to be about forty-five years old.

These two are definitely not simple! She had a vague premonition that the Zuo family was going to suffer a great loss today.

"Who exactly are you two? Our Zuo family's experts have already arrived, and you're still putting on airs in front of me? Hmph! If I didn't have the Creation Pill, my arm would be crippled by now! Now, prepare to bear my boundless wrath!"

When Zuo Jingwen saw that Fang Han, Xiang Wantang, Qiao Qianshan, and even Qiao Yue treated the Zuo family's experts as nothing, he was immediately enraged, and the muscles on his face twisted slightly with anger.

"Zuo Jingwen, where is your grandfather, Zuo Feng? Why didn't that old man come?"

Before Fang Han could speak, Xiang Wantang asked a question first, her voice carrying a hint of contempt.

It turns out that among the people from the Zuo family who came this time, there were no Foundation Establishment experts, so Zuo Feng was definitely not among them. Zuo Feng was an inner disciple of the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, and his cultivation was at least at the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

"Young Master Zuo, these people are incredibly audacious! They dared to cut off your arm and even insult your grandfather. Why waste words with them? Just kill them!"

A man in his forties stepped forward and spoke loudly.

This person was short and unremarkable in appearance, yet he exuded an aura that should not be underestimated, indicating that he had already reached the cultivation level of a mid-stage Martial Grandmaster.

In the eyes of ordinary martial artists, as long as they are not compared with the masters of major sects, such a person is already considered a master among masters.

"Alright, Elder Yun, then I'll trouble you to take action. First, cripple their cultivation, but don't kill them yet. I want to torture them slowly, to make them watch helplessly as I treat Qiao Yue, to make them wish they were dead!"

Zuo Jingwen nodded, his voice chilling as if it came from the deepest hell, his eyes flashing with malice, "I originally just came to see if this Qiao Yue had grown up and changed a lot, but I didn't expect her to not only become so beautiful, but also be able to stand up. So today I must take this woman away!"

"Young Master Zuo's taste is indeed excellent. Although this woman looks like a girl from a modest family, she is really beautiful and a rare beauty."

Elder Yun, a short, stocky man in his forties, chuckled, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes. Then, in a flash, he pounced on Fang Han.

This guy used ruthless grappling techniques from the start, and it was the formidable Pipa Piercing Cloud Hand.

He secretly plotted to crush Fang Han's collarbone in one move, crippling Fang Han's cultivation and turning him into a cripple, making his life worse than death.

"You're asking for it!"

Fang Han snorted coldly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. He then took a few steps forward, his figure moving like lightning, and delivered a hard slap across the face.

Zuo Jingwen's grab was still more than a foot away from Fang Han's shoulder, but Fang Han's slap was as fast as lightning and had already hit him hard on the face.

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