「The first day of the second month. Early morning.」
A thin mist veiled Qingxuan Mountain like a light gauze. The occasional chirp of a bird only accentuated the mountain's tranquility.
Fang Han had just finished his morning cultivation and was regulating his breathing in the Quiet Chamber.
Qiu Lan's respectful voice came from outside the door.
"Senior Brother, Steward Zhou Heng is here to see you."
Fang Han opened his eyes and gave a slight nod.
"Please have him wait in the living room. I'll be right there."
A moment later, Fang Han stepped into the living room.
Steward Zhou Heng was already waiting. Upon seeing Fang Han, his face immediately broke into an enthusiastic smile. He rose and cupped his hands in greeting.
"True Inheritor Fang, congratulations on rising to third place on the Overall Ranking!"
Fang Han returned the gesture.
"You're too kind, Steward Zhou. Please, have a seat."
The two sat down. A maid served fragrant tea before withdrawing.
