Chapter 56: The Sect of the Chosen One

It took Fang Chang a full half hour to understand how the Qi was generated.
Thinking this through,
he sat cross-legged on the ground with a sense of ritual, closed his eyes, and began searching for that trace of Qi, following the method described in the ancient martial arts manual.
Time passed second by second.
Unconsciously, it was already late at night.
Fang Chang suddenly woke up.
"Asleep?! Where's the Qi?!"
He opened the file on his phone again, staring at it word by word, checking if there was a mistake beside him, or if he had mispronounced the incantation.
After a long time, he closed his eyes again, carefully searching for that elusive Qi.
But there wasn't a trace of Qi in his body.
"This manual is fake, right? I already have a gold-level attribute but no talent? Impossible! I'm supposed to be a minor villain! How can I not feel any Qi at all?!"
Fang Chang's eyes were bloodshot as he picked up the file again and began to examine it carefully.
After all that effort, the sun was high in the sky.
Having toiled all night, he still hadn't grasped the basics. Just as Chu Changfeng had said, it truly required talent to find the feeling of Qi!
"Fang Chang..."
Just then, Fang Fan's voice rang out from outside the door.
Fang Chang looked up at the door and weakly said, "Come in."
The door opened, and Fang Fan walked in, startled by Fang Chang's condition.
"Were you tortured at the Enforcement Bureau?!"
When Fang Chang returned yesterday, none of the Fang family members were home. They only learned of his return from the servants.
Fang Fan and Fang Yajun were anxious to check on Fang Chang, but their mother stopped them.
In her opinion, it was good that Fang Chang had returned unharmed. Locking himself in his room now meant he was definitely uncomfortable and needed some alone time.
Hearing Fang's mother's seemingly logical explanation, the Fang family decided against going to see Fang Chang, intending to wait until he emerged on his own before questioning him.
Fang Fan, however, was impatient.
Having realized he had misunderstood Fang Chang and received news of his abduction, he was eager to see him and came directly to him without waiting for Fang Chang to come out.
"I wasn't tortured..."
Hearing Fang Fan's question, Fang Chang shook his head.
Seeing Fang Chang's weak and listless appearance, Fang Fan quickly stepped forward and grabbed Fang Chang's wrist.
Fang Fan frowned, carefully sensing Fang Chang's internal condition. After a moment, his frown relaxed, and he released Fang Chang's hand.
Realizing everything was alright, Fang Fan immediately said coldly, "Don't misunderstand, I'm not worried about you, I'm just afraid you'll die in the house and then try to frame me."
"Okay, okay..."
Fang Chang didn't have the strength to explain anything to Fang Fan: "Get out, I'd rather die here than frame you."
"Huh?"
Just as Fang Fan was about to stand up, he suddenly saw the screen on Fang Chang's phone. He grabbed the phone and, after seeing the contents,
asked Fang Chang incredulously, "You want to learn martial arts?"
"Is that not allowed?"
Fang Chang retorted, "You're allowed to learn martial arts, but I'm not? I can't compare to you talented individuals. I practiced all night and couldn't feel any qi at all."
"That's normal."
Fang Fan spoke seriously, "Not everyone is born with talent. I don't have any talent either. It was my master's help that gave me my current strength."
Upon hearing that Fang Fan also lacked talent yet had become a master,
Fang Chang immediately changed his tune: "Brother, is our master still accepting disciples?"
"..."
Seeing Fang Chang's enthusiasm, Fang Fan felt a little uncomfortable. After a long pause, he finally spoke, "My master probably won't be accepting disciples anymore, but... he's taking my junior brother down the mountain today for a sect gathering. I can take you with me."
"Just don't say anything inappropriate then."
"No problem!"
Fang Chang stood up, the fatigue of the night vanished, his expression filled with excitement.
Learning martial arts without talent? That's fantastic!
Besides, is the sect of the Chosen One simple? He can easily build up goodwill and exchange for new attributes.
Even if he can't build goodwill, building badwill won't hurt, right?
"When do we leave?"
"Now!"
Hearing Fang Chang's question, Fang Fan replied, "My senior sister has already arranged the place. Master and junior brother should be arriving soon. Get ready, we'll go together."
"Okay!"
Fang Chang nodded and immediately went to the changing room to change into a brand new set of clothes.
The two brothers walked out of the room, with Ku Duo following closely behind like a shadow.
Since what happened yesterday, Ku Duo clung even closer to Fang Chang, his eyes scanning their surroundings with constant vigilance.
...
Tianxia Restaurant.
This was one of the top restaurants in Suzhou, owned by the Yun family.
The Yun family was also a powerful family in Suzhou, on par with the Fang family.
A luxury car pulled up in front of the restaurant, and a waiter immediately came forward to welcome them.
"Hello sir, welcome to Tianxia Restaurant... Do you have a reservation? I... Young Master Fang? You've arrived!"
The waiter initially greeted the guest with normal pleasantries, but upon seeing Fang Chang, his demeanor immediately changed to a fawning smile.
Fang Chang was Suzhou's "old playboy," what place hadn't he been to?
Waiters at every establishment treated Fang Chang with utmost respect; good service earned them tips, poor service meant losing thirty months' salary and being fired.
Who wouldn't like such a powerful figure?
"I'm not the main character today, this is my brother, ask him."
"Brother? Young masters! Do you two have reservations today? If not, no problem, I'll arrange it!"
"We have reservations."
Fang Fan said calmly, "Room Number One."
Number One?
The waiter paused upon hearing "Number One," that was their top-tier room, reserved today by the young lady to entertain VIPs.
Could the person being entertained be the young master of the Fang family?
"Young masters, please follow me. I'll take you there."
The waiter immediately and obediently led the way, with Fang Fan and Fang Chang following closely behind.
...
Private Room Number One.
Inside the room were one woman and two men. One of the men was an elderly man, dressed in simple linen clothes, who appeared somewhat ethereal and otherworldly.
The woman sat gracefully in the room, her face exquisitely beautiful, her features gentle and refined.
Her simple attire, devoid of heavy makeup, exuded the quiet gentleness unique to those from scholarly families. Her demeanor was dignified, and her temperament elegant.
Yun'e, the eldest daughter of the Yun family.
The other was a handsome young man with delicate features and a somewhat frail demeanor. His gaze towards Yun'e was filled with infatuation.
"Senior Sister, I hope my visit here with Master today won't bother you?"
Hearing the young man's cautious tone, Yun'e softly replied, "Junior Brother, it's alright. You can come anytime; it won't bother me."
"Thank you, Senior Sister… And Senior Brother? Did I bother him? It's all my fault for pestering Master to take me down the mountain; otherwise, I wouldn't have bothered him."
"He…"
At the mention of Senior Brother, Yun'e's brows furrowed slightly: "He must have been delayed by something. It has nothing to do with you; don't blame yourself, Junior Brother."