Illimitable Until Death

Chapter 362: IUD-CHAPTER 362 MEETING

After leaving the headquarters of the Festa, Fang Li and Sylvia decided to part ways due to Sylvia’s request.

“Sorry, even though I should thank you first for helping me recover Ursula, my mind is a bit scattered right now. So, I’ll head back to the dorm to rest. If Madiath has any updates, please remember to inform me,” Sylvia explained before leaving.

Fang Li completely understood Sylvia’s state of mind.

After all, she had spent years searching for her beloved Teacher.

Now, she finally had the chance to get her back, but there was no guarantee she would wake up.

This rollercoaster of emotions had left Sylvia anxious, despite her usually composed demeanor.

Giving her some time to calm down was the right choice at the moment.

Fang Li was confident that Sylvia would recover her composure soon.

With this assurance, Fang Li returned to the Jie Long Seventh Institute.

As he walked, almost all the students who passed by cast their eyes on Fang Li, and their expressions were filled with admiration or respect.

“That’s Fang Li, the first-year student, right?”

“The champion of this year’s ‘Pheonix Festa.ʼ”

“No wonder he’s a disciple of ‘Banyuu Tenra.ʼ”

“And he’s been in the sect for less than half a year. He must be exceptionally talented.”

“Why hasn’t such a skilled character applied for Page One?”

“That’s right.”

“If it were him, he would probably easily secure a place on Page One.”

“That’s because you don’t understand. All the current Page One participants are ‘Banyuu Tenra’ disciples, which means that they are Fang-San’s Senior Brothers and Sisters. They probably don’t want to compete against them.”

“That makes sense.”

Discussions like these constantly reached Fang Li’s ears, making him sigh involuntarily.

Since winning the ‘Pheonix Festa,’ Fang Li has become famous throughout Jie Long Seventh Institute, earning admiration and respect from countless students.

The martial atmosphere of the school led all students to hold a certain level of reverence for those who excelled in martial arts.

Fang Li’s actions had proven his abilities, earning the recognition of many students.

‘If it weren’t for the fact that this was a school, someone might have rushed up to ask for an autograph by now.’ Fang Li silently thought in his heart.

Such attention was something Fang Li had never experienced before.

Even during his time as an S-Rank Butei, he hadn’t received this level of recognition.

“It seems like what Sylvie said is true. In a place like this, famous students are treated like idol stars.”

If this was the response within Jie Long Seventh Institute, Fang Li imagined that he would be instantly overwhelmed by fervent fans if he appeared before true ‘Festa’ enthusiasts.

The feeling of being in the spotlight was not bad, but it wasn’t something he could easily adapt to.

Until now, Fang Li had often encountered hostility, malice, and even killing intent.

This sincere and kind treatment felt somewhat unfamiliar to him.

Fang Li increased his pace a bit as he walked back to Yellow Dragon Temple.

As he entered the temple, two people walked towards him.

They were none other than Cecily and Zhao Hufeng.

“Senior Brother, Senior Sister,” Fang Li greeted them with a respectful bow.

As the saying goes, “When in Rome, do as the Romans do.” After spending nearly half a year at Jie Long Seventh Institute, Fang Li had become accustomed to their way of life.

In any case, these were his Senior Brothers and Sisters, so it was only natural to show respect with a bow.

Cecily and Zhao Hufeng then noticed Fang Li.

“Junior Brother,” Zhao Hufeng greeted with a respectful gesture.

“Oh, you’re back?” Cecily, on the other hand, skillfully embraced Fang Li’s neck, ruffled his hair, and asked, “So, did you tell the committee about your wish?”

After months of spending time together and fighting side by side, Fang Li’s relationship with Cecily had grown like that of siblings.

Of course, it was also because of Cecily’s easy-going personality that made it easy to get along with her.

As Fang Li’s partner, Cecily knew about his wish.

Though she didn’t know why Fang Li wanted Urm Manadyte, she knew that Master Fan Xinglou wasn’t interested in interfering with her disciples’ wishes, so she didn’t pry.

That’s why Cecily only asked to this extent.

Fang Li had no reason to hide anything, and he was somewhat helpless about Cecily’s playful actions.

He replied, “Yes, I’ve completed it. Now, we just have to wait for the items to arrive.”

“Is that so?” Cecily nodded and then released Fang Li.

“Junior Brother, did you go to the headquarters of the committee earlier?” Zhao Hufeng seemed to have understood.

In Jie Long Seventh Institute, most people participating in the Festa did it to improve themselves, while those who participated to fulfill a personal wish were few.

It seemed that Fang Li belonged to the latter group, with his own wish to be granted.

For Zhao Hufeng, he didn’t have much to say about it.

He didn’t know what Fang Li’s wish was, but if Master Fan Xinglou hadn’t inquired, he had even less right to ask.

So, Zhao Hufeng suggested, “Since you’ve already arranged it, why don’t you come with us to see our Master?”

“Master?” Fang Li was slightly surprised and asked, “Did Master tell Senior Brother and Senior Sister to go?”

“Yes,” Cecily confirmed Fang Li’s statement and shared some surprising news, “First Senior Brother seems to have left seclusion, so we’re going to greet him.”

“First Senior Brother?” Fang Li was even more astonished.

Did that mysterious martial artist finally come out?

“First Senior Brother has been practicing deep within Yellow Dragon Temple, and it’s difficult to see him during normal times,” Zhao Hufeng said very seriously.

“This time, since First Senior Brother has left seclusion, he should head to Master immediately, and it’s only proper for us to go greet him.”

Hearing this, Fang Li was becoming more interested.

He asked, “In that case, I’ll go with you.”

Cecily and Zhao Hufeng, of course, had no objections.

Thus, the trio traveled together and reached a room.

They entered and found themselves in a spacious hall-like room.

In the center of the room, there was a round table, and Fan Xinglou sat at it, smiling and inviting them.

“Is everyone here? Come, have a seat!”

However, Fang Li’s group didn’t immediately follow the command.

Instead, their attention was drawn to another person in the room, a tall male.

He was wearing a Jie Long Seventh Institute uniform, had sharp eyes, and appeared rugged yet lean, exuding a sense of toughness and strength.

This man stood quietly by Fan Xinglou’s side, in a relaxed posture, yet with no weaknesses.

There was an obscure Prana surrounding his body, creating a sense of pressure.

Seeing this man, Fang Li confirmed his identity.

“Is he the martial artist, Wu Xiaofei?”

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