"Ever since the world's metamorphosis three months ago, His Highness has been training in seclusion," Head of Department James said with a sigh. Head of Department James sighed and said, "He has retracted all of his doppelgangers. Even we can't contact him now."
Fang Xingjian nodded in understanding. The Second Prince was going to go all out to strive for the Divine level. However, it was also because he was going all out that countless of his subordinates had lost contact with him. Faced with the First Prince's pressure, they were naturally unable to hold on. This was why the Great Western Region had been taken over so quickly.
However, Fang Xingjian still had a doubt. The Second Prince should also have ten levels of mystical prints. Even if his aptitude was not as good as his, it would definitely far surpass that of the First Prince. Why had he not attained the Divine level yet?
Suppressing this doubt in his heart, Fang Xingjian continued to ask, "Robert, how's the gathering of materials coming along?"
"We're still lacking a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures for specialty seeds. However, for the three sets of materials for the mystical prints, the eighth and ninth levels have been gathered. Only the tenth level is still lacking."
Fang Xingjian nodded in satisfaction. "Give me the materials for the eighth and ninth levels first. You can take out all the gold bars here and do your best to purchase the materials."
Ferdinand said, "We're already doing it. However, with the world's metamorphosis, the rate at which everyone is improving is getting increasingly obvious. In the future, the competition for materials will also become increasingly intense."
"It's fine. From today onwards, I'll give you guys the fourth and fifth level of mystical prints. I'll pay for all the materials. You guys can use the fifth level of mystical prints to cultivate."
From the very beginning, Head of Department James and Governor Devitt were both puzzled about the content of the mystical prints. Therefore, Zhou Xingwen pulled the two of them to the side and slowly explained.
Right now, Fang Xingjian was very powerful. His Five God-Slaying Swords were indestructible, and he was almost invincible among those below the Divine level. If he were to activate the Heaven's Volition Sword Intent, he would be able to put up a fight against magic prints Warriors and Mages. He should also be able to put up a fight against Divine level experts who were on the path of Knights. Therefore, he was not afraid of using the mystical prints to increase the abilities of his subordinates.
Fang Xingjian then asked, "Anthony, how are the preparations for the forging of the Divine Remains Equipment?"
Anthony said, "The Wang Clan is making preparations and has already sent a team to the academy. However, the Young Miss of the Wang Clan, who is in charge of the preparations, returned to the Eastern Sand Region seven days ago. It seems that she has some matters to attend to."
"It's fine. Inform me immediately when she returns. I'll give them the divine bone and let them start forging the Divine Armament."
Following Fang Xingjian's instructions, everyone present once again got busy. Next, all of them would receive the boost from the fifth level of the mystical prints and become geniuses amongst geniuses.
Fang Xingjian was also very curious as to how far people like Head of Department James and Governor Devitt, who were genius experts to begin with, would be able to reach after being reinforced by the mystical prints.
As for Fang Xingjian, he started his cultivation for the ninth and tenth levels of the mystical prints.
…
After two days and two nights, Fang Xingjian's entire body was covered in countless flickering fluorescent prints. These prints exuded hints of mysterious auras and were crazily absorbing the ether particles in the air.
Fang Xingjian felt an endless stream of information surging into his mind. In an instant, many memories of a person were born in his mind, and then... consciousness was born.
"This is …?"
This was the first time Fang Xingjian had encountered such a situation. In the past, even if he had absorbed other people's personal information, he would only be able to gather some memory fragments and some martial arts experiences.
Other Conferred Knights did not have the boost from the mystical prints. Even if they needed to absorb personal information to give birth to a simple consciousness, they would not be able to do it as quickly as Fang Xingjian had done. After they received some memory fragments, they would absorb a portion that was useful and crush the rest that was useless. Therefore, it was very difficult for them to form a personality.
Fang Xingjian assessed the consciousness in his mind curiously. At the next moment, that consciousness turned into a berserker in red armor and bellowed furiously in Fang Xingjian's consciousness, "It's me! Mencius! The world's greatest warrior! "
Looking at Fang Xingjian, Mencius bellowed furiously, "Who are you? Why are you in my mind? "
"You've just been born. Is your mind still a little muddled?" Fang Xingjian let out a cold laugh, and his martial will gushed out. In the blink of an eye, Mencius was already in a state of disarray.
Mencius let out a series of agonizing cries, and in the blink of an eye, he started to beg for mercy. There was no trace of his earlier unrivalled aura.
"Spare me! Spare me! "
"I beg you, spare me!"
"What do you want to know? I'll definitely tell you everything I know!"
Fang Xingjian smiled. "Who on earth are you?"
"My name is Mencius, the world's greatest warrior!"
With a boom, Mencius' will was crushed by a sword attack. Amidst agonizing cries, he managed to regain his original appearance after much difficulty, but it was already half of his original size. Seeing that Fang Xingjian was still going to attack, Mencius shouted loudly, "I'll speak, I'll speak! It's true that my name is Mencius, and I'm a teacher in the Great Western Region Regional Academy."
It was only after a series of exchanges that Fang Xingjian found out that Mencius should have been a level 29 expert 50 years ago. It was a pity that he had died when he was striving for brain regeneration.
"It's useless." Fang Xingjian looked at Mencius, and killing intent flashed in his eyes.
"Wait a minute … Wait a minute," Mencius said nervously. "Don't kill me. I'm useful, I'm useful."
"What are you useful for?" Fang Xingjian asked.
Mencius said, "I'm a teacher in the Regional Academy. I know countless manuals and martial techniques. I can guide you in your cultivation."
With a bang, Mencius' will was crushed once again. After a few more attacks, Mencius' consciousness was completely shattered.
During this process, Fang Xingjian went through Mencius' memories. However, Mencius only had a portion of the information, and his memories were not complete. Moreover, Mencius' realm was only that of an ordinary level 29 Conferred Knight. To Fang Xingjian, there was really no reference value.
Fang Xingjian shook his head and continued to try cultivating. However, he discovered that the ninth level of the mystical prints, coupled with the current ether particle density, was far too powerful. Almost every few minutes to tens of minutes, a new consciousness would be born in his mind.
He used his martial will to destroy these people's wills. Each time he did so, he could sense that his martial will seemed to become a little more resilient. As for their memories, most of them were useless. A small portion of them were used by him to enrich his sword arts.
In the repeated collisions with other people's wills, Fang Xingjian's will seemed to become increasingly crystalline, transparent, and sturdy.
After a night passed, Fang Xingjian felt that his will had clearly improved.
'The eighth and ninth level of the mystical prints are also of great help to the cultivation of my martial will. I wonder what effects the tenth level of the mystical prints will have.'
Just then, Robert, who was in charge of forging Divine Weapons, rushed over to pay a visit to Fang Xingjian.
"Sir, there seems to be some problems with the Wang Clan's Young Miss."
In Fang Xingjian's mind, an old man shouted, "Hahahaha, hand over your body to me. I'll let your name go down in history."
Amidst the intense collisions, the old man's consciousness was completely shattered. Fang Xingjian felt that his martial will and sword intents seemed to have become sharper.
He opened his eyes, looked at Anthony and the maid behind him, and asked, "What's going on?"
That maid dropped to her knees and cried out, "Sir, you must save our Young Miss. After she returned to the main clan in the Eastern Sand Region, she was placed under house arrest by the two Young Masters. They wanted her to hand over the clan's treasure and step down from the position of clan head."
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