Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Family's Treasure Room

  "Ah! Fang Zhen, you killed Wang Zhanglao, I'll fight you to the death!" Wang Jingtai was suddenly kicked flying by Fang Zhen, and Wang Doufu's teeth were gritted in anger.

  "Don't worry, he won't die yet. This is just a lesson for him. If anyone dares to lay hands on my family's Fang Yan again in the future, it will absolutely not be like this. I must take his dog life." Fang Zhen coldly smiled, exuding an aura that made people dare not approach him.

  "Alright, just you wait and see, this matter is far from over. The grudges between the younger generation will be settled by themselves." Although Wang Jingtai was somewhat miserable and hadn't died, he still couldn't avoid having to lie in bed for ten days or half a month. Wang Dou had wanted to fight to the death, but unfortunately his strength wasn't up to it, so he could only compromise.

  In fact, he also had a small idea in his heart. Fang Yan was recognized as a waste material in the cultivation of Taoism in Yangzhou City. With the strength of Gao Jin and Wang Yannian, it seemed that killing him would not be a difficult task.

  "I have no opinion either, since it's a grudge between juniors, let them settle it themselves." Gao Wei'an's eyes flashed with a thick killing intent, and then he said lightly.

  The Fang family is relatively weak, but the Gao and Wang families have many talented young people who can easily destroy Fang Yan. It's not a difficult task, they just didn't have the opportunity before and couldn't do it openly, now they can brazenly target Fang Yan.

  "All right, since everything has been settled, let's all disperse then!" Tao Rende said.

  The Gao and Wang families suffered heavy losses, with only two people left out of 200. They naturally didn't have the face to continue staying below. Even Fang Zhenye felt that this trial was cruel, and the Fang family also lost 70 or 80 people.

  Fang Zhen had many questions for Fang Yan, but in the end he suppressed them all, as the horses and men of the two families hastened towards Tongzhou City.

  Yanzhou City Fang family.

  This is one of the three major families in Yangzhou City, and above these three major families, there is a city master of Yangzhou City. On the surface, all three major families are subject to the control of this city master.

  Today, Fang Yan returned to the Sword Grave Trial Space, and the Fang family held a grand banquet for him. Fang Yan and Fu Qingxuan were there to welcome him back, along with Tao Hui and other young masters and elders from some smaller aristocratic families who had good relations with the Fang family.

  The Fang family's house was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, shining brightly. But Fang Yan remained indoors, refusing to come out.

  As for Fang Yan's identity, he still can't quite accept it. Fang Yan is a transmigrator from another world and not of this earth. He fears that one day his lies will be exposed and the familial love he has longed for will leave him far behind.

  "Fang Yan, what are you thinking about? Father asked me to invite you for a meal." Fu Qingxuan saw Fang Yan standing alone by the window, lost in thought.

  "What's meant to be will always come, what belongs to me is mine, and what doesn't, no matter how hard I try, won't come." Fang Yan sighed inwardly at these words, then stood up and left.

  Through this, Fang Yan felt a sense of relief wash over him, as if an invisible shackle had been broken.

  "Ding, congratulations to the host for having a sudden enlightenment, the top-level human cultivation technique Pure Yang Skill has entered the second layer."

  Fang Yan seemed to have an epiphany, his mind suddenly clear. Next, the cold system prompt tone suddenly sounded in his mind.

  Fang Yanxiu cultivated the top-level human-grade technique, Pure Yang Technique. The Pure Yang Technique was a family heirloom of the Fang family and only two people in the entire Fang family had learned it: Fang Yanxiu and Fang Zhen. The Pure Yang Technique was divided into nine layers. It was said that this Pure Yang Technique was originally an Earth-level technique but due to some missing parts, it became a top-level human-grade technique with six layers. Currently, the head of the Fang family, Fang Zhen, had only cultivated up to the third layer.

  "Pure Yang Skill has entered the second layer, my true energy is more than double what it was before. If I were to use Phantom Sword Technique now, I shouldn't exhaust all my internal energy in just one move." Fang Yan muttered to himself, then followed Fu Qingxuan to attend the banquet.

  This time in the Sword Grave trial space, nearly 70 or 80 people died, far surpassing previous times. It's not something that should be wildly celebrated, but the other two major families suffered even greater losses, with only one person remaining from each family. Fang Yan and his group brought back a large amount of resources, which is a good thing, so they need to celebrate properly this time.

  The banquet was going on in an endless stream, Fang Yan only made a brief appearance and then bid farewell to return to his room.

  In his past life, Fang Yan was a homebody who didn't like social gatherings, and it's still the same in this life. Fang Zhen found it normal and thought that Fang Yan was tired and needed to rest early.

  The banquet hosted by the Fang family lasted until dawn before gradually dispersing. After the banquet, a stunning piece of news spread throughout Yangzhou City: Fang Yan from the Fang family had suddenly broken through to enlightenment, advancing from the third level of Qi Refining to the eighth level in just half a year, a cultivation speed that was truly terrifying.

  Knowing that Fang Yan is now a cultivator of the 8th layer of Qi Refining, Fang Zhen was almost moved to tears. Fang Yan finally opened up, and at the age of 15, he had reached the 8th layer of Qi Refining, which could no longer be described as genius. In this way, entering the stage of Violent Air or even the stage of Innate, it's almost not a difficult task.

  Back at the Fang residence, Fang Yan was a recluse who spent all day cultivating. With this Xian Jie system, Fang Yan discovered that his cultivation speed was incredibly fast, almost changing one day at a time. The speed of cultivation was fine, but it was because of the problem of merit points. If there were no merit points, he would become an ordinary person again.

  "Alas! No more merit points, and the cultivation speed can't be as fast as before." Fang Yan consumed the last bit of his merit points, shaking his head in some dismay.

  Although returning to the Fang family was comfortable, it was difficult to obtain the points value for cultivation. In these seven days of returning home, all the points value on his body were consumed, and the spiritual medicine and grasses on him were also used up, with no source of income, Fang Yan's cultivation had slowed down again.

  Effort point values can be converted into experience points for upgrading. The exchange system of spiritual medicine and spiritual grass can exchange experience points and effort point values. One first-class spiritual grass can exchange one experience point, ten effort points. If you use effort points to cultivate, ten effort points can produce two experience points, which is a difference of ten times the price. Moreover, the experience points exchanged through the exchange system can be used to repair life values through the repair system, while the experience points cultivated with effort points are not included in this category.

  So Fang Yan must find enough spiritual medicine and spiritual grass to assist in his cultivation whether it's for the sake of his cultivation or for the sake of his life.

  "Father, I thought of going to the family's treasure room to fetch some medicinal materials to aid in my cultivation." Fang Yan found Fang Zhen and said with a stiff face.

  "Haha…… my son, you can cultivate now. The family's treasure room is completely open to you. Take whatever you want, no need to report back to me." Fang Zhen felt a bit uneasy and anxious about Fang Yan, so he affectionately patted Fang Yan's head and laughed loudly.

  "Thank you, Father, but I've consumed a lot of medicine, is that okay?" Fang Yan asked, looking up.

  "Haha, the medicinal materials for auxiliary cultivation are abundant in our family's treasure room. Take as much as you want, if it's not enough, I'll think of a way to get more." Fang Zhen still thought that Fang Yan's cultivation was the kind that used medicinal materials to brew a liquid to temper his body, and didn't think deeply about it.

  "Thanks, Father." Fang Yan said as he rushed towards Fang Zhen and thanked him before running off quickly. He was extremely eager to enter the family's treasure room, having followed his father in a few times before and discovering many spiritual medicines and herbs inside.