Chapter Thirty-One: Pursuing and Killing Wang Yanran
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The sun rises in the east, a strip of pale white appears on the horizon, and the gentle morning sunlight fills the earth. A slightly weak figure is constantly waving a sharp sword in its hand through the trees that have passed through the afterglow.
The cultivation of the Earth-level sword technique is extremely difficult, but for Fang Yan, it's too simple. As long as he has enough merit points and proficiency, he can upgrade without restriction.
Fang Yan opened his stance, his movements a bit stiff, constantly practicing the Phantom Sword Technique in the forest. At first, it took more than an hour to practice the Phantom Sword Technique once. When he practiced it for the second time, it only took an hour. By the third time, it took less than an hour.
As he spent less time casting Phantom Sword Technique, it showed that his proficiency in this technique had improved.
"It's really hard to practice, it took me the whole morning to master 30% proficiency. It's even harder to apply it, let alone against an enemy." Fang Yan sheathed his sword and stood up, just as Fu Qingxuan came out to call him for breakfast.
Having had a fragrant and delicious barbecue in the jungle, Fang's disciples began their new day of activities.
No words can express the excitement, many hands make light work, and with more people, things get done easier. In the following days, Fang's disciples were out early and back late, every day, each of them reaping a considerable harvest, collecting a large quantity of first- and second-grade spiritual herbs and medicines.
In the distant jungle, a man and a tiger were confronting each other. The tiger was a three-stage long-haired striped tiger from the Sword Grave Trial Space, extremely ferocious.
His fingers tightly grasped the bloody blade, as Fang Yan's eyes met the charging long-haired striped tiger. The sword in Fang Yan's hand flashed like lightning, creating more sword shadows that pierced directly into the striped tiger's pupils, splashing blood everywhere.
"Thud!" A dull sound rang out, and the long-haired tiger fell into a pool of blood.
"Swords are the leaders of all soldiers, in terms of speed, swords are the first!" Fang Yan sheathed his sword, seemingly moved.
Treading on the massive corpse of the demonic beast, Fang Yan leapt forward and landed on a sturdy branch above. "Water Shadow Sword, water changes unpredictably, with multiple forms, water droplets can pierce stone, and water can gather into a gentle stream. Surging and turbulent, like ten thousand horses galloping, like a stormy wave crashing, the sword's shadow should be like an angry wave sweeping away all opponents!"
The sound of the beast's roar echoed between his ears, Fang Yan's body was like a swan goose, fiercely pouncing down. Then, his right hand flipped over, bringing up heavy sword shadows, each sword shadow was extremely sharp and seemed to be able to pierce through the sky, covering the long-haired tiger below.
"Hiss! Hiss!" The sound was barely audible, and Fang Yan sheathed his sword and stood up. The two-headed, three-legged, striped tiger-like beast lay dead in the pool of blood. Meanwhile, Fang Yan seemed to have entered a strange state, his mind clear and empty.
"Ding! Congratulations, host has entered the state of enlightenment. Human-level top sword skill 'Water Shadow Sword' proficiency increased by 10,000 points, mastery level is now 'Pure and Refine'!"
A cold system prompt sound echoed in Fang Yan's mind, and Fang Yan seemed to hear but not hear, immersed in his own world.
Fang Yan took a step forward, swift and fierce like a running dragon, walking in the dense jungle. A faint killing intent flashed in Fang Yan's eyes, his sword momentum becoming even more sharp.
"Roar!"
"Hmph! Hmph! Hmph......"
A thunderous roar echoed through the forest, three long-haired striped tigers with icy eyes stared fixedly at Fang Yan. The three majestic shadows as big as mountains pounced towards Fang Yan in three different directions.
The sword light was like a swimming dragon, Fang Yan's body suddenly opened up, the sword went out and back in, forming a continuous line, the movement was done in one breath. Along with the loud noise, three robust figures as big as mountains crashed to the ground.
"Ding! Congratulations, host has obtained 8 points of merit value."
"Ding! Congratulations, host has obtained 8 points of merit value."
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The cold system prompt tone kept echoing in Fang Yan's mind. The three-headed, third-stage long-haired striped tiger had died one after another, and Fang Yan had gained 24 more points of cultivation value.
The dust gradually dispersed, and Fang Yan stood on top of the pile of corpses, waiting for the arrival of the next wave of demonic beasts.
"Hmm... With this sudden enlightenment, the Water Shadow Sword has increased its proficiency by 10,000 and directly entered the realm of perfection. If I come here a few more times to gain enlightenment, the Water Shadow Sword may even enter the realm of a legendary master. Unfortunately, it was the Water Shadow Sword that gained enlightenment this time, not the Earth-level sword technique Phantom Sword. It would be great if the Phantom Sword had increased its proficiency by 10,000."
Fang Yan let out a gentle breath, his eyes slightly opening, and a hint of expectation flashed in his dark pupils. He immediately grabbed the hilt of his sword, and his body shot out like an arrow leaving a bowstring, rushing towards the distant appearance of the long-haired striped tiger demon beast. Another life-and-death battle unfolded once again.
"This Fang Yan's cultivation is really desperate, no wonder he can achieve so much in such a short time. We should also work hard." In the distance, the disciples of the Fang family watched as Fang Yan charged into the beast group and killed them one by one, each with high morale. Fang Yan, the former waste of the Fang family's cultivation, was so desperate, they had no reason to slack off.
"Fang's Fang Yan is about to rise, could this be the legendary 'thick accumulation and thin emission'? " Fu Qingxuan muttered to herself, with Fang Yan working so hard, he had no reason to be idle, lightly moving her lotus steps, she disappeared into the forest in a few flashes.
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The Fang family's disciples were full of morale, and behind the endless forest, the mountain peaks rose and fell in layers. This mountain range was the Sword Grave that Fang Yan and Fu Qingxuan had ventured through before.
At this moment, the Sword Grave, after several days of calmness, two people walked out from the passage of the Sword Grave. The first person was surprisingly Gao Jin, and by his side was a headless man. If Fang Yan were here, he would certainly know that the headless man following behind Gao Jin was the headless zombie that had been chasing them.
"Finally escaped this haunted place."
"Fang Yan, you little bastard, I want you dead. And that cheap woman Wang Yanyan, next time I see you, I'll definitely make sure to thoroughly kill you, this saucy wench, daring to play tricks on me." Gao Jin's face turned slightly pale, his whole body exuding an aura of evil charm. After exiting the Sword Grave, he immediately headed towards the exit of the Sword Trial space.
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"Fang Yan, the Sword Grave trial space will reopen in just one day. If we don't leave, we'll be trapped here for three years." Fu Qingxuan stopped hunting and found Fang Yan who was fighting with a demon beast.
"Let's go, it's been half a year, it's time to leave this haunted place." Fang Yan sheathed his sword and inserted the extreme-grade spiritual soldier Blood Slasher into its scabbard, saying indifferently.
"Have all our family members gathered together?"
"Everyone is here, now it's just waiting for you." Fu Qingxuan lightly opened her lips and smiled faintly.
"Oh, right, Xiang sister, have you heard any news about Wang Yanran recently? Did all the members of the Wang family fall in this Sword Grave trial space?" Fang Yan suddenly turned around and asked Fu Qingxuan.
"Just now, Fang Chao and others sent a message that they found someone from the Wang family nearby."
"Go, while the exit is still open, we'll take this opportunity to wipe out all of Wang's family members." Fang Yan's face turned stern as he urged.
"Wang Yanran, you haven't died yet." When Fang Yan led Fang Chao and others to catch up with the Wang family's younger generation, he found that Wang Yanran hadn't died. The dozens of high-ranking officials brought by Wang Yanran had only seven or eight people left, and suddenly shouted loudly.
"Fang Yan, if you don't die, how can I possibly die?" Wang Yannian furrowed her brow, cold laughter unceasing.
"Since you didn't die in that sword tomb, I'll send you off now." Fang Yan's face showed a fierce aura as he shouted at Fu Qingxuan and others behind him.
"Kill, kill me, leave none alive."
