Primordial World

"Brother, you've come out of seclusion?" Fang Jingyun saw Fang Yuan and hurried forward.

"Yes, I've made great progress in my martial arts, so I've come out of seclusion," Fang Yuan nodded and sat down to drink tea under Fang Jingyun's service.

Although their titles were somewhat unconventional, in this world, strength was paramount. Any rules and customs had to collapse and distort under the will of the strong. In this world, there was a rule of its own.

"Brother, your talent is unparalleled in history," Fang Jingyun praised, amazed.

Fang Yuan couldn't help but smile at her words.

"He knew that his performance seemed like a freak to others. In this world, no one's martial arts would improve drastically every five days. However, he had the simulator, so to others, it seemed like his martial arts made astonishing progress every five days, which was simply unbelievable."