Ten days later.
Cyan Luo Lane.
In Fang Chao's home.
The modest house was packed with guests, laughter and joy filled the air.
A delicate young girl dressed in a water green jade patterned skirt was surrounded by several Spirit Pill Workshop officers, receiving endless compliments.
"Taoist Friend Fang has entered the Zhenyang Sect at such a young age; the future is indeed limitless!"
"It's all thanks to Elder Fang's excellent guidance!"
"Taoist Friend Fang, don't forget us neighbors and folks, and lend a helping hand when you can!"
Wang Ping, Xu Li, and others were also present, showering praise like it cost nothing.
After all, for the low-level loose cultivators in Yunling Town, suddenly knowing someone who became an outer sect disciple of Zhenyang Sect is remarkable.
It's like in Qin Gengyun's previous life when someone from the village made it to Qingbei University; the entire village would be celebrating.
