Chapter 9: Borrowing from the East to Repay in the West

  Cultivating a skill is not something that can be accomplished overnight, just as eating a meal requires one mouthful at a time and it's impossible to become a glutton in one bite. Cultivation is the same, you can't suddenly become an unparalleled master, if that were possible then masters would be far too common.

  After a whole night of practicing sword techniques, Fang Yan's spirit did not weaken, but his body felt a wave of weakness and emptiness. Fang Yan knew that continuing to practice at this moment would not bring much benefit to the Water Shadow Sword.

  Fang Yan agilely jumped onto a sturdy tree branch, inserted his long sword into its scabbard, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate. The Pure Yang Skill started to circulate, the energy transformed from the skill points flowed through his body, merging with his flesh and blood. Suddenly, Fang Yan felt his body warm all over.

  At dawn, the slightly dim sky gradually brightened up, sunlight filled the earth, dispelling the cold and damp air in the forest. Fang Yan got up, after a short period of cultivation of almost an hour, his body was full of energy, and he jumped down from the thick tree trunk.

  "This cultivation's cost of spiritual energy is indeed a bit against the heavens. If an ordinary person like me were to exhaust all their internal energy, they would need at least several hours of rest to fully recover! And I, used less than half an hour." Fang Yan stretched his muscles and bones, feeling somewhat emotional.

  In the quiet and peaceful forest, there were occasional roars of ferocious beasts echoing through the woods.

  This silence did not last for too long, and soon a sharp whistling sound came from the distant woods. Then, a slightly disheveled figure fled through the forest, his face full of terror, occasionally turning back to look at the dense thicket, as if there was a fierce beast chasing after him.

  "Gao Bo, don't think about escaping, you can't escape today." Before long, a stern voice came from behind the wolf's shadow.

  A white robe fluttering in the wind, a handsome face with a sarcastic expression, this person is Fang Yan.

  Speaking of Fang Yan, it's worth mentioning Gao Bo. Gao Bo was exploring a relic in the Sword Grave space when he was chased by a group of vampire mosquitoes and got separated from his companions. In his panic, he ran into Fang Yan.

  In this Sword Grave realm, apart from the Fang family's descendants, the descendants of the other two major families were nothing but cultivation points to be killed in Fang Yan's eyes. Thus, Gao Bo was doomed, a mighty Qi Refining stage cultivator of the 8th level was being hunted down by the trash Fang Yan.

  "Fang Yan, you think you can kill me with your useless skills? If I weren't injured, I could crush you with just one finger. No matter how humiliated Gao Bo was, facing Fang Yan who had entered the realm of a generation master of Bongshan Fist, he really couldn't do anything to him. Now his only option is to hurry and join forces with the strong masters of the Gao family, first heal his injuries, then go find trouble for Fang Yan."

  "I want you dead, now." Fang Yan sneered and then lightly jumped up, his foot stepping on a sturdy branch by the side of the road. With the help of the branch's super elasticity, he shot forward like an arrow leaving a bowstring.

  Then, Gao Bo was like seeing a ghost, his pupils suddenly shrinking, and a thin figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

  Intercept the opponent, Fang Yan is a burst of mountain fist to the opponent, taking advantage of the opponent's sword to resist his attack. Fang Yan drew out the long sword from the scabbard behind his back, his right hand flipped over, and the long sword in his hand shot out violently, leaving his control.

  A dark sword light shot out from the front, with a sharp and fierce sword wind that pierced through Gao Bo's heart with unerring accuracy. Gao Bo was shocked, wasn't Fang Yan using his fists? How could his swordsmanship be so sharp?

  "Pffft!"

  Scarlet blood surged, the tall figure like a broken kite, retreated and then heavily crashed onto the sturdy tree trunk, pupils slightly contracted, followed by gradual whitening, and soon completely breathless.

  "Congratulations, host, for successfully killing the enemy and advancing to the next level! You have obtained 10 points of merit value!" The cold system prompt sounded in Fang Yan's mind as soon as Gao Bo died.

  In the dense forest, six figures suddenly appeared, rapidly flying across the forest with light steps, each flash of movement having a huge stride of several meters.

  Among the six figures, there were five young men and one woman. If Fang Yan were here at this moment, he would recognize that the woman was Wang Yanyan, the second most talented daughter of the Wang family after Wang Yanran. And accompanying Wang Yanyan was Gao Jie, another genius from the Gao family, who had rushed over in response to a distress signal from Gao Bo.

  Dozens of feet away, Fang Yan had just killed Ke Hao Bo. After a round of chasing, he had consumed not a small amount. He decided to rest for a moment on the spot. Just as Fang Yan jumped onto a sturdy tree trunk, his keen sense of hearing sensed that someone was quickly approaching from afar. Hurriedly gathering his vital energy, he looked down from above and gazed in the direction of the sound source.

  "It's actually her!" His gaze fell on a slender figure, and Fang Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness. He didn't expect to run into Wang Yan, that flirtatious woman, here.

  "Hurry up, everyone! Let's put in more effort. The mark left by Gao Bo will disappear soon, he must be around here somewhere." A young man shouted to his companions beside him.

  "Four of them have cultivated Qi to the seventh level, and two have reached the eighth level. This is going to be a bit tricky!" As he gazed at the six figures releasing powerful auras in his field of vision, Fang Yan's eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.

  Four Qi Refining Seventh Stage cultivators were nothing to be afraid of, but Eighth Stage cultivators were a different story. He was only able to kill that Eighth Stage cultivator because the other party was heavily injured and he had ambushed him. Now, facing two perfectly healthy Eighth Stage cultivators was not very realistic.

  "Hmph, since it's not going to be a fair fight, then let's do it in secret. There are several powerful third-class demonic beasts nearby that I've been too afraid to touch until now, so I'll use you all as my opening move." Fang Yan gazed at the six figures gradually approaching him, and then his entire person seemed to vanish into thin air without leaving any trace of his presence.

  "Gao Jie, look quickly, there are signs of battle ahead." Gao Quan shouted loudly towards the distant scattered woods.

  "Who is it? Who killed Gaobo? I will chop him into pieces." Gaojie was furious, looking at Gaobo's mutilated corpse.

  "This is a sword wound, one strike and it's fatal. The killer must be an expert swordsman." Wang Yong reminded him as he looked at Gao Bo's horizontal sword scar.

  "In the Sword Grave realm, only two people can wield a sword with such mastery and surpass even High Wave's skills: Duan Ping and Qi Ming. Qi Ming is an ally of my family, so he can be ruled out... Could it be that Duan Ping was involved?" Gao Jie's eyes narrowed in thought as he spoke, his tone turning vicious.

  ……

  In a distant place far from Gao Jie and Wang Yan's gang, Fang Yan encountered the greatest crisis in history.

  With a fierce turn of his head, he saw a giant python with a body thicker than his waist. The python opened its bloody mouth and bit down, its jaws emitting a stench that filled the air, its teeth flashing a blue-green light, clearly indicating it was highly venomous.

  This python is a powerful demon beast at the third-level peak, equivalent to a cultivator in the ninth layer of the Qi Refining stage.

  Fang Yan's body flashed and he jumped up, directly jumping onto another big tree to avoid the giant python's swallowing attack.

  "This evil python is too powerful, I hope it can hurt Wang Yan and his gang, best to be mutually destructive." Fang Yan confirmed that the direction where Wang Yan and others were was a desperate sprint, during which he kept looking back.