The next day.
Early in the morning, a thin mist shrouded everything.
Fang Xing carried a recently bought steel blade from a stall and slowly practiced his sword moves.
The key to the A-grade Martial Art ’Ghost God Saber’ lies in simulating the realm through ditation and hypnotism!
Once this aspect was mastered, the moves were quite simple.
After practicing the sword technique, Fang Xing’s eyes flashed as he stared at the attribute panel:
[Na: Fang Xing]
[Age: 17]
[Profession: Martial Artist]
[Second Realm: Sinews and Bones (Refining Muscle: 31/100)]
[Military Boxing Twelve Styles: 61/100 (Skilled)]
[Great Dragon Stance: 14/200 (Master)]
[Ghost God Saber: 2/100 (Beginner)]
[Gate of All Heavens (Charging)]
...
"This Calming Pill not only assists in cultivating the ’Ghost God Saber,’ but the crucial part is during the activation of its dicinal effect. I feel as though I enter a strange state similar to a cultivator’s ’Spiritual Sense’, able to completely control every part of myself... This is the supre grace of Martial Arts!"
"Pity it only lasts while the elixir is effective. Still, the Calming Pill is imnsely beneficial for my Martial Arts."
Looking at the increased data on the panel, Fang Xing’s eyes glead brightly.
He felt more and more that there were many treasures within Qinglin Square, just waiting for him to discover.
"Train! Train!"
"With such great conditions, not pushing to the limit would be too wasteful..."
"According to my progress, I can definitely make Gu Yun cry before school starts..."
To Fang Xing, nothing else was important, only his martial training!
Now, with the dicinal herbs he had ’picked,’ he wasn’t short of Spirit Stones.
Daily nourishnt of Spirit Rice and demon beast at, coupled with an environnt filled with spiritual energy, and occasionally assisted by the Calming Pill, boosted his Martial Arts progression incredibly fast.
Indeed, he was so imrsed in his feverish training that he was oblivious to the passage of ti outside...
That day.
Hiss!
Within the fenced courtyard, sword energy crisscrossed back and forth.
On Fang Xing’s steel blade, an inch of blademanship abruptly surged to about three inches, radiating a bright glow.
"After entering into ’Ghost God Saber,’ it seems the sa as any regular Martial Arts, just keep grinding..."
"The realms probably follow the sa-pattern as other Martial Arts—beginner, then skilled, and then master... Above ’Master’ level, it should no longer be about simulating the realm, but fully mastering it, eventually upgrading it to a real ’Realm Martial Arts’!"
"Martial Artists from the Rough Jade Realm of the Blue Star Federation, although their realm is similar to Innate, must have superior combat power... and how about those in the Fourth Realm ’Courage’? How strong would they be?"
"At least, they should be comparable to the cultivators in the late stages of Qi Cultivation, or maybe... perfect Qi Cultivation?"
Fang Xing speculated in his heart.
In this world, even the peak Innate experts could only match cultivators in the middle stage of Qi Cultivation.
Reaching the late stage of Qi Cultivation in Qinglin Square considered one an expert, and the entire Square didn’t even have a few hundred people.
Not to ntion the existence of Perfect Qi Cultivation.
"I wonder how that compares to cultivators in the Foundation Establishnt Stage?"
"Forget it, I’m thinking too much."
Fang Xing was about to return inside when his expression suddenly changed.
Boom!
The ground began to tremble slightly.
He looked up sharply and saw the protective array that enveloped Qinglin Square opening wide, countless spiritual lights falling like raindrops.
Several flying boats, each ten ters tall and a hundred ters long, resembling war giant beasts, slowly moved out of the Square.
Their terrifying spiritual light and pressure made Fang Xing think of the Federation’s ’Space Fighters,’ albeit the smallest models...
"By the Sect’s order, clear the beast tide!"
An old, deep voice ca, resounding throughout the Square!
The mont Fang Xing heard this voice, his body jolted: "A Foundation Establishnt cultivator?!"
"A great Foundation Establishnt cultivator!"
"Finally, the Qingxuan Sect can no longer sit back, they are taking action!"
"Ha ha, let’s join forces, eradicate the beast tide, lots of Spirit Stones to be had!"
The cultivators in the Square cheered and jumped, excitedly following along.
For them, danger wasn’t a fear; monotony without opportunity was.
Roar!
At that mont, a terrifying beast roar ca from outside the Square!
The sound was like thunder, carrying a pressure distinctly different from a First Rank demon beast.
"It’s a Second Rank demon beast!"
Loose cultivators exclaid.
"Just a demon beast, yet it dares to be so rampant!"
The aged voice resounded again, tinged with anger.
"Coming?"
Fang Xing saw a earthy yellow radiance surge from the fleet, like a long rainbow, shooting toward the direction of the beast’s roar.
Then, a terrifying dull thud followed, accompanied by the previous Second Rank demon beast’s angry roar.
A mont later, an old man clad in a cyan Daoist robe, sporting three long whiskers, and presenting an aura of otherworldly wisdom, returned dragging a demon beast carcass as large as a small hill.
This Second Rank demon was a gigantic ape, about sixteen ters in tall; even lying on the ground, it still stood majestic like a mountain, and one of its paws could easily crush many cultivators into at paste.
Its hair was chillingly sharp, like nurous swords, and faint spiritual lights still lingered on it. Blood continuously oozed from its wounds, and its body occasionally convulsed...
But still, it had died... killed by a Foundation Establishnt stage cultivator!
"Indeed, cultivators do have a certain advantage against demon beasts of the sa rank, but to destroy it so effortlessly, perhaps it was a slightly lower sub-rank, this ape might be just a low-grade Second Rank demon beast, and that Qingxuan Sect cultivator in the Foundation Establishnt might be in the middle stage, or even higher in cultivation..."
Fang Xing pondered to himself and looked at the carcass of the ape with eagerness, "Second Rank demon beast at, I wonder what effects it might have?"
"Set forth!"
At that mont, accompanied by the voice of the Foundation Establishnt old man, the fleet of flying boats steadily advanced, followed by many loose cultivators and martial artists carrying their own provisions.
Although they were spontaneously gathered, those who slayed demons would be rewarded.
And the rewards were exceptionally generous.
This was a feast of gluttony, albeit tinged with blood...
"Forget it, this situation isn’t for ..."
Eventually, Fang Xing glanced at the troop one last ti, shook his head, and returned to his quarters, preparing to lay low on Chuying Star.
Although the campaign against Qingxuan Sect was surely well-prepared, with a great chance of success.
Following along in an easy battle did offer many gains, but he simply didn’t want to.
The world is vast and vast, but oneself is the greatest.
Such dangerous and violent circumstances definitely needed to be avoided.
...
Chuying Star.
Happiness Garden District.
"It’s August already..."
Watching the thunderstorm and torrential rain outside, Fang Xing murmured while looking at the calendar, "School starts in September..."
It was only then that he seed to snap out of the previous market’s atmosphere.
"People need to have their independence, not easily swept away by the tide... If one were simple-minded, they might have gotten carried away by the sight just now and gone to fight to the death... What benefit is there in risking my life?"
Fang Xing mused to himself, while picking up a communication device to check if anyone was looking for him.
"Huh? Usually, not many people contact , considering Liu Wei used to be my only close friend, and even Liu Wei doesn’t hang out with anymore... But now Ouyang Qianqian is asking to a martial arts duel at the gym? Seems like this lady hasn’t given up yet..."
He looked at several missed connections, replying one by one, then picked up another communication device and entered the password.
This was a black market communication device, stripped of its location-tracking abilities, and not registered under his na, avoiding a lot of trouble.
On this black market communication device, information was sparse, with only one ssage.
"Hmm? Zhang Jiarui? Could it be that the Blood Cage Fighting Arena has so event?"
He looked at the contact, sowhat puzzled, but also knowing this ’Bun’ bunny girl wasn’t ordinary, he imdiately connected the ssage.
Beep!
A holographic image appeared, showing Zhang Jiarui!
At this mont, she was dressed in a black business suit, looking significantly more professional.
"Custor... I’ve been promoted to manager now, and as for the A-Rank martial arts you asked to search for earlier, there’s been a developnt. You must have heard of the ’Extre Emotion Sword,’ right? There’s a coach at the fighting arena who specializes in the ’Extre Emotion Sword’ and is willing to be a personal coach. If you want to book, you can contact this number..."
This was a pre-recorded ssage.
Fang Xing shut it off imdiately, then mused, "Extre Emotion Sword, huh? A bit late though... I’ve already started on Ghost God Saber, and you’re telling about this?"
He rembered indeed asking Zhang Jiarui about sothing similar before.
But he hadn’t expected that she would really rember it and even find it!
"Extre Emotion Sword!"
Thinking of this, Fang Xing imdiately went online to search for information related to the ’Extre Emotion Sword’.
"Extre Emotion Sword, an A-Rank martial arts created by the martial arts master ’Yuan Lang’, renowned for its exquisite sword techniques and astonishing power... During practice, one needs to simulate extre emotional states such as friendship, love, or hatred... Because it’s too extre, it is not included in high school teaching!"
"Damn, it’s considered to have emotions even more extre than other A-Level martial arts, isn’t that sowhat dangerous?"
"But I indeed love swordsmanship, and Zhang Jiarui also found it hard to secure a private teaching channel..."
After thinking it over, Fang Xing decided to first disguise his true identity, then used the black market communication device to make a call, expressing his gratitude and inquiring about the price.
In the screen, Zhang Jiarui was still wearing a business suit, sitting in an office, looking like a regular city office worker.
Upon hearing Fang Xing’s query, Zhang Jiarui revealed a smile, "The coach is very approachable; this ti he agreed to give a cost price, just 100,000 per lesson..."
"A lesson... 100,000?! I’ll think about it..."
Fang Xing felt a pang.
"Oh, also... Regarding your previous commission, I’ve found the person as well, with triangular eyes, Caucasian, skilled in communicating with small animals... Only ’Carrion Eater’ Lance matches in the black market, this ssage is a gift, if you want detailed information, it’s a flat rate of 200,000..."
Zhang Jiarui continued smiling.
"Is that so? Thank you, I’ll co make the trade later."
Fang Xing expressionlessly ended the communication.
"Carrion Eater Lance?"
A chill flickered through his eyes.
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