Early the next morning.
The morning light of the Pocket World Blessed Land gently fell on the Bamboo Creek Courtyard through the sparse shadows of bamboo.
Fang Qingyu pushed open the door, and Jiang Wei followed behind him like a little tail.
The two arrived at the edge of the training ground, where Wei Banmeng and two others had just finished their morning exercises and were wiping sweat.
"Qingzi?"
Wei Banmeng saw Fang Qingyu approaching, his cool eyes carrying an inquiry.
Fang Qingyu glanced at the three, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable power, "I am preparing to enter the 'Abyss' again. How about you? How are you feeling?"
"Right now?" Chu Kuanglan's hand pausing in mid-wipe, his voice deep and muffled, asked, "God Fang, are you... ready? The step at the doorstep of becoming a Martial Arts Grandmaster..."
Lu Jiuyuan also cast a suspicious glance, "God Fang, are you truly prepared?"
