"I'll help too, Junior Brother," Song Qiaoqiao said.
Her great-grandfather hoped she would reach Foundation Establishment by the end of the year.
For Junior Brother Fang's sake, delaying her Foundation Establishment by a month or two was perfectly acceptable.
She would just have to discuss it with her great-grandfather.
'Her great-grandfather would probably agree…'
'As a cultivator at the peak of the Qi Refining Tenth Layer, she should be a great help.'
Song Qiaoqiao considered the part she could play and felt it would be no problem.
"Count me in too, Junior Brother Fang," Lu Zefeng added. "I'll fight for a spot in the Four-Sect Trials."
Lu Zefeng's words were backed by confidence in his own strength.
Now that he could use his right arm proficiently, his combat power had increased significantly.
With another six or seven months of hard work, he had a real chance.
"Thank you, my dear Senior Brothers and Sister," Fang Yun said with genuine gratitude.
