Desert College, Martial Disciple residence, a small wooden house.
Ye Fanchen did not care about the gossip of the other Martial Disciples. He returned to his residence and locked the door.
Looking at the simple wooden hut and gently caressing the solid wooden table and chairs, a sense of late joy welled up in his heart.
"After ten thousand years, I've finally been reborn."
The corners of Ye Fanchen's mouth curled up slightly. His eyes gradually sharpened and flashed.
"Qiancheng, Long San, Gucci!"
These were the three names that he had never forgotten. In his previous life, Ye Fanchen had died in their hands.
"I'm back! Everything that you did to me ten thousand years ago, I'll definitely make you pay for it in this life! "Ye Fanchen roared in his heart.
Respect me a foot, I'll respect you ten feet! Provoke me ten times, I'll repay you ten times!
It was the same for the Song family. Although he did not care much about the small family in this small city, he did not know if the Song family would take revenge on him.
If the Song family took revenge on him, he would not let them off easily.
He was not good at causing trouble, but he was not afraid of it!
This was Ye Fanchen's way of doing things!
To follow his principles, he had to have enough strength.
The first three realms of martial arts were the Stepping Dust Realm, the Nuance Realm, and the Nirvana Realm.
Ye Fanchen was only at the initial stage of the Stepping Dust Realm, which was considered a beginner.
Thus, the first step was to raise his strength!
However, for Ye Fanchen, raising his strength wasn't all that difficult.
The first reason was that Ye Fanchen had already cultivated for a lifetime. Cultivating again was a walk in the park.
The second reason was Ye Fanchen's Martial Spirit!
And this was the Martial Spirit of this body!
The Martial Spirit was the symbol of a martial artist's talent in the Tianxuan Continent. It determined how long a martial artist could walk on the path of a martial artist.
Martial artists with low-grade Martial Spirits like flowers and plants were destined to be mediocre. Even if they worked hard for their entire life, they could only reach the Nuance Realm.
Translator: Timothy _ Editor: GlobeGlotter Jj ☆
On the other hand, martial artists who possessed a Divine Beast Martial Spirit such as a dragon would have a meteoric rise in their cultivation.
The Martial Spirit was a person's talent.
Only with innate talent and hard work could one reach the peak of martial arts!
In Ye Fanchen's previous life, he possessed one of the top ten Martial Souls in the Profound Sky Continent, the Bright Sun God. This was also the reason why he was able to become one of the few Immortal Supremacies in the Profound Sky Continent.
The Martial Soul that Ye Fanchen's current body possessed was also an extremely powerful Martial Soul!
Demon God Evil Spirit!
The Demon God of Evil Spirits was the most famous variant martial soul in the Profound Sky Continent!
Since it was called a variant Martial Soul, it was naturally different from other Martial Souls.
The difference between the Demon God Evil Spirit Martial Soul and other Martial Souls was that it could absorb other people's Martial Souls to create an avatar!
One soul controlling two bodies!
In the entire Profound Sky Continent, only the Evil Spirit Demon God Martial Spirit could do this.
Of course, there were conditions for the Evil Spirit Demon God Martial Soul to absorb the Martial Soul.
The Evil Spirit Demon God Martial Spirit could only absorb the Martial Souls of people that the martial artist had killed.
It was also because of this that the Evil Spirit Demon God Martial Spirit was known as the most evil Martial Soul in the Profound Sky Continent!
Every expert who possessed the Evil Spirit Demon God Martial Spirit would have countless piles of white bones behind them!
"It seems that in this life, I am destined to be unable to leave killing."
Ye Fanchen did not have any aversion towards killing.
After thousands of years of cultivation and tens of thousands of years of guarding graves, Ye Fanchen was no longer like those teenage brats.
What justice, what evil, it was only the definition of the strong.
In the Profound Sky Continent, the strong were justice!
Which expert did not have a pile of blood debts behind them?
In his previous life, he had benefited the world. So what if his bones filled the sky in this life?
The previous owner of this body had a huge psychological burden towards the Evil Spirit Demon God Martial Spirit, but Ye Fanchen was not affected in the slightest.
The Evil Spirit Demon God Martial Spirit was originally the top Martial Soul in the Profound Sky Continent. Unfortunately, most people did not have a matching cultivation method, causing their strength to increase slowly. This could be considered the weakness of the Evil Spirit Demon God Martial Spirit.
Just like the previous owner of this body.
From the memories of this body, Ye Fanchen knew that he trained very hard, but even so, his strength was still stuck at the early stages of the Stepping Dust Realm.
However, Ye Fanchen did not have this problem. In his memories, there was a cultivation method suitable for the Evil Spirit Demon God Martial Spirit.
Top tier cultivation method, 《Demonic Spirit Arts》!
This was something that Ye Fanchen had plundered from an expert who was also an Evil Spirit Demon God Martial Spirit in his previous life. Now, it came in handy.
This was an evil cultivation method. The method of using it was similar to the Evil Spirit Demon God Martial Spirit.
The Evil Spirit Demon God Martial Spirit absorbed the martial spirit of a cultivator, while the 《Demonic Spirit Arts》 needed to devour the demonic soul of a demonic beast.
The demonic soul was hidden within the demonic beast's core. It was equivalent to a demonic beast's soul.
Compared to other cultivation methods, the 《Demonic Spirit Arts》 did not require much time to cultivate. It required more demonic beast resources.
As long as there were enough demonic beast souls, Ye Fanchen could enter the late stages of the Stepping Dust Realm within a month!
However, to the current Ye Fanchen, the most important resource was not much.
The previous owner of this body was a complete coward. He was often bullied by others and did not have anything valuable on him.
Right now, Ye Fanchen only had the spatial ring that he took from Song Hua. This spatial ring had over twenty demonic beast cores.
Different from human cultivation, every demonic beast was a product of the strong. Under normal circumstances, a demonic beast would have the strength of a mid to late stages of the Stepping Dust Realm.
Killing a demonic beast would require at least two to three late stages of the Stepping Dust Realm. Thus, every demonic beast core was extremely precious.
According to the memories of this body, the twenty demonic beast cores here would be worth at least a hundred thousand gold coins!
After tidying up, Ye Fanchen took out the twenty plus demonic beast cores and placed one in his hand. He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. He circulated his cultivation method and began to cultivate.
At this moment, the Demon Soul in the Demon Core slowly seeped out from the Demon Core like silk being peeled out from a cocoon. It turned into a stream of black Qi and flowed into Ye Fanchen's body through his pores like rivers flowing into the sea.
Ye Fanchen only felt a slight chill enter his body. It was a little refreshing, but also a little bone-chilling.
… …
At the same time, Northern Liang City's Song family.
"Lord Steward … spare me … spare me!"
The usually arrogant Yan Yun was currently being choked by a large hand. His face was red from the pain, but he did not dare to struggle.
He was afraid that if he struggled, the enraged Song Chengyong would choke him to death!
The moment Ye Fanchen killed Song Hua, Yan Yun ran to the Song family to complain.
He originally wanted to leave a loyal impression on Song Chengyong's father, but who knew that the enraged Song Chengyong would vent his anger on him!
"Spare … me!"
Yan Yun was a little out of breath. His mind was blank. If Song Chengyong used a little more strength, he would be going to meet his ancestors.
Fortunately, Song Chengyong did not intend to let him die. He loosened his grip on Yan Yun's neck.
"If it wasn't for Li Mubai, I would have killed my way to the Desert College to avenge my son!" Song Chengyong's eyes were red as he roared hysterically.
Yan Yun, who was reborn, did not even dare to breathe when he saw Song Chengyong's state.
After a long time, Song Chengyong finally calmed down.
"The Spring Hunting Competition is in a month's time, right?" Song Chengyong's voice was faint, which made Yan Yun, who was already nervous, jump.
"Yes," Yan Yun said with fear.
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