Looking at her father, Lilia said angrily, "Teacher isn't blind. He's just temporarily ill. He'll get better."
Kirst's City Lord laughed coldly. He had long sent people to find out about the situation. Unless a Divine level expert were to make a move, even if Fang Xingjian could sense ether particles, he would only be able to see clearly within a ten-meter radius.
It was because of this that he had rushed over to bring Lilia back. He knew his daughter too well.
Lilia's mother had passed away when she was three years old. Ever since she could remember, it had been her father who had been taking care of her. A father's love was different from a mother's.
In order for Lilia to be able to take care of herself, he had taught her to be strong, courageous, and self-reliant. However, he had not taught her the gentleness, obedience, and obedience that a girl should have.
This had made Lilia like to wield sabers and spears since she was young. She liked to go on adventures, like a boy in the mud or in the forest. This had also made her independent at a young age, and she had an extremely stubborn character.
Kirst's City Lord had let Lilia choose a weapon when she was eight years old. In the end, after reading the Rose Knight's biography, Lilia had insisted on using a sword, learning sword arts, and becoming a swordsman.
The aristocracy that Kirst's City Lord belonged to had passed down spear arts.
This had made Kirst's City Lord try his best to persuade her for a month. He had confined her, starved her, beaten her, and scolded her. However, he had been unable to change his daughter's mind. In the end, he had no choice but to hire a sword arts teacher for her.
He had experienced his daughter's stubbornness before. Her stubbornness was something that she would never let go no matter what she had decided.
Therefore, he had rushed over. If Fang Xingjian had been a young man with a bright future, then the current Fang Xingjian would at most be an instructor in Kirst Academy.
"Lili," Kirst's City Lord looked at Lilia seriously and said, "Do you know what you're doing? Fang Xingjian is blind. He can no longer be a Knight. If he were to rush out now, he might just knock himself to death. He can't even drink water by himself. Do you really want to accompany such a cripple for the rest of your life? "
Lilia looked at Kirst's City Lord without blinking and said, "A teacher for a day is a father for life. He's the first true Master I've acknowledged. It was Teacher who reignited my confidence in sword arts. Now that he's sick, I can't just ignore him. Because Teacher's popularity is very poor, if I don't care about him … no one will care about him. "
"Sigh." Kirst's City Lord sighed. The passion and adoration in Lilia's eyes caused his heart to sink. Things had indeed developed in the direction he had not wanted.
Initially, he was aware of this, but at that time, Fang Xingjian had a bright future ahead of him, so he let nature take its course and developed as he pleased. But now that the situation had changed, he needed to cut off the flow of water.
The next moment, he suddenly slashed his palm at Lilia's neck. With his battle prowess as a Conferred Knight, it was not something that Lilia would be able to fend against. He knocked Lilia out and held her in his arms.
Looking at Lilia, who was like an angel in his arms, Kirst's City Lord sighed, "Lili, you're my daughter, Kirst's Princess. I can't let you be together with a blind man, and even give up your youth. "You don't understand now, but you'll definitely thank me in the future."
With that, he carried Lilia and left the academy.
On the other side, Fang Xingjian, who was in the room, lifted his head. He seemed to have sensed something, but he did not seem to know anything. He merely lifted his head to look in the direction that Lilia had left in, and then lowered it again.
With his body as the center, streams of sword Qis swam around in all directions. The sword Qis slashed out by the Supreme Mistwind Sword were different from the invincible feeling they had in the past. They were filled with a gentle feeling, and wherever they passed by, be it tables, chairs, cups, books, or anything else, there was no damage at all. It was as if a light breeze had brushed past them.
Amidst the darkness, he once again entered the deepest level of sword arts cultivation.
…
However, not long after Fang Xingjian left, someone else came to look for him.
It was the only survivor from the fishing village. The moment the man saw Fang Xingjian, he dropped to his knees and started kowtowing incessantly.
Fang Xingjian threw him an impatient glance and said, "Alright, I didn't kill people just to make you kowtow. If you have something to say, say it. If there's nothing else, you can leave. Don't delay my cultivation."
That man shouted, "Sir, thank you very much. I have nothing to repay you with, but if you ever need my help in the future, I'll be willing to risk my life for you."
Fang Xingjian waved his hand. He had only killed people to slay external demons. When had he ever pitied the weak and coveted repayment?
After the man left, Fang Xingjian threw a glance at the fruits and fish that the man had left behind. He then looked at the maid, Lina, and said, "I'll give these to you."
He was cultivating martial arts and could not eat such things that did not have any nutrients. It would also waste his vital energy and blood, as well as his energy to digest them.
Lina nodded and kept the gifts. She thought to herself, 'This lord is really snobbish.' She only felt that his attitude towards commoners was too rude and disdainful, and could not help but secretly despise him.
These were the thoughts of nobodies. Sometimes, no matter how much you did, it might not be as good as a few words.
…
Seven days later, the sword Qis brushed past the surface of objects, but did not cause any damage. This was the realm of extreme gentleness.
In the next moment, the sword Qis whistled and tore through the air, slashing everything in the surroundings into pieces. Even the marble on the ground was left with sword marks that were several tens of centimeters deep. This was the transformation from the realm of extreme gentleness to the realm of extreme toughness.
The combination of toughness and gentleness, switching between each other.
Although Fang Xingjian was blind, his sword arts realm was improving rapidly in the darkness. Especially after spending the past seven days focusing on controlling the Supreme Mistwind Sword and cultivating his sword arts automatically twenty-four hours a day, he now had a total of eighty-two sword techniques at the maximum level. This made him feel that his sword arts were getting more and more profound and unfathomable.
Especially after the continuous battles with Garcia's Great Warriors and Mumukeya, he had completely digested the battle experience he had gained, turning them into nourishment for his sword arts. This allowed his understanding of sword arts to improve by leaps and bounds once again within these seven days.
And Fang Xingjian was now able to freely change the attributes of his sword Qis, making use of wind and sound to smoothly check out the situation within a hundred-meter radius around him.
Although it was pitch black and he could not see any colors, under the gentle caress of the sword Qis and the reverberation of sound, Fang Xingjian seemed to be able to see countless gusts of wind, forming a black-and-white scene within a hundred-meter radius in his mind.
'Seven days have passed. There's still three months and three weeks before the Regional Selection.
'Although I can sense the surroundings for now, the limitations of sound … If the other party surpasses the speed of sound, I won't be able to see him.'
Fang Xingjian kept track of the time every day, but no matter how he calculated, he knew that time would only get tighter and tighter. Moreover, he still had no idea how to sense the ether particles.
Unparalleled Sword Intent, Effulgence Weapon, Universal Sword Dominance Lunisolar mental cultivation method, as well as leveling up to level 19 to increase his agility attribute. These were the four paths he could take to increase his abilities in the shortest time possible.
However, there was another prerequisite for him to participate in the Regional Selection, and that was to break through the limitations of his blindness.
Just then, a knock rang out on the door.
"Come in."
"Sir, lunch has been sent."
"You can go out first. I can settle it myself."
Fang Xingjian sniffed, then suddenly frowned and said, "Wait a minute, Lina. What are the dishes today? Why aren't there any meat? No ferocious beasts? "
The maid by the name of Lina looked at the three side dishes and a bowl of soup on the plate. She said with difficulty, "Sir, the academy has informed us that your meals in the past were not up to standard. They're going to stop the supply of ferocious beasts and medicinal cuisine."
Fang Xingjian's brows twitched. Stopping the supply of ferocious beasts and medicinal cuisine … Didn't this mean that he would not be able to replenish the vital energy and blood he had depleted from training every day?
He said coldly, "This is what the Regional Champion deserves. Tell them to send the things over before sunset. Otherwise, I'll look for them personally."
Lina nodded in acknowledgment, but a hint of disapproval flashed in her eyes. She thought to herself, 'Do you really think that you're still the genius you were before?'
Of course, Fang Xingjian could not see the changes in her gaze.
Fang Xingjian could only finish his food first. Streams of sword Qis gushed out like many gentle palms, sending the food to Fang Xingjian's mouth, displaying an extremely exquisite level of sword arts.
After finishing his meal, Fang Xingjian rested for half an hour before starting his cultivation again. However, before an hour had passed, his cultivation was interrupted once again.
"Sir, they say that the Seism Steel from the Western Garrison Army has arrived. They want you to check the goods personally."
Fang Xingjian nodded and followed the maid to the door. A delivery man nodded and smiled, saying, "Sir, this is 100 kilograms of Seism Steel. Please check and accept it."
Suddenly, the delivery man's body trembled. He felt a slight breeze coming from all directions, filled with coldness.
The delivery man thought, 'Why is there suddenly a gust of wind?'
Fang Xingjian nodded. The sword Qis that were like a breeze swept through the surroundings, allowing him to roughly sense the situation.
He put out his hand and touched the box before him. With a light tap of his finger, the box broke open, revealing ten pieces of Seism Steel.
Picking up a piece casually, Fang Xingjian touched it. The delivery man at the side said, "Sir, don't worry. There's definitely no problem."
Fang Xingjian shook his head, "Wait for me to check the goods first."
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