Yang Fu's Heavenly Tribulation had ended, but his advancement was not yet complete.
Everyone felt no aura of Foundation Establishment emanating from Yang Fu, as if the Heavenly Tribulation he had just experienced was lonesome.
"Could it be that he still failed to establish his foundation? Was he struck dead?" a disciple from the Fire Spirit Pavilion whispered.
"If you can't speak properly, then say less! He wouldn't strike my brother dead even if he struck you dead," Yang Fushuo said angrily.
"Hey! Yang Fu's brother is here! Quick, catch him and make him return the spirit stones!"
"What? You too?"
Yang Fushuo quickly slipped away.
As for Yang Fu, he was not worried at all.
'The most reliable man of our old Yang family, even if the Heavenly Tribulation were twice as strong, he would have a way!'
Yang Fu's reliability was famous within the Yang family.
He always had several contingency plans.
At this time, many people realized a problem.