The day when the devil Fang Xing betrayed the Yuan family became the darkest day in the history of the Yuan family.
Just when the Yuan family was ready to abandon the devil and let the people from the Small Celestial Realm take him away, the devil suddenly showed shocking strength. He was even more ruthless. He killed the messengers from the Small Celestial Realm and a few old Yuanying elders who were in seclusion at the back of the mountain of the Yuan family. He even killed a lot of people who came to watch the show. By the time the Master of the Yuan family realized that something was wrong and rushed over, he had already escaped. The furious Master of the Yuan family led a group of elders to chase him for nearly ten thousand miles. They were about to catch up with him when they suddenly found that the darkness had disappeared. The people of the Yuan family searched for a long time but couldn't find any clues. They could only return without finding anything. When they returned to the Yuan family, they were shocked to find that during the time they chased after him, the treasure house had been robbed!
Not only was part of the fortune of the Mysterious Coffin that the Yuan family had distributed to them a while ago stolen, even the heritage of the Yuan family from many years ago was almost wiped out. In the empty treasure house, there were only a few big words written on the wall: What you owe me must be paid back …
Steward Wen, on the other hand, was found in the treasury. He was not dead, but his spirit had been shattered, and he had lost his mind. He had also lost his cultivation. He was muddle-headed, and he could only repeat one sentence over and over again, "The devil … The devil is back …"
The Yuan family was furious. On one hand, they sent people to Lihen Heaven to explain. On the other hand, they issued a decree to capture and kill the traitor Fang Xing!
"So what if he escaped? Why did he have to rob someone else's treasure vault?"
Just when the Yuan family had made a blood oath to kill Fang Xing, Fang Xing was fleeing to the south of the Divine Land. A black shadow was floating beside him. No matter how fast he was, the black shadow followed him like a shadow. At first glance, it looked like the sword spirit cultivated by Chu Ci and the others. It kept talking and talking, "Treasures and good fortune only need enough to be used. If you take too much, the fate you carry will be too heavy, and you will be killed. It's not worth it …"
"Shut up, you bullied ancestor. I swear I won't listen to you anymore …"
Fang Xing wished he could cover his ears, but the black shadow's voice was transmitted into his sea of consciousness without any delay, "You don't want to listen to me? How can you not listen to me? Isn't it for your own good that I'm trying so hard to persuade you? Let me tell you, many people want to listen to me but don't have the chance … "
"For my own good? If it's for my own good, then let me be bullied. I've had enough of it! "
Fang Xing shouted with an indignant look.
"Bullied? That's nurturing … "
The black shadow was also indignant. "If you don't nurture, how can you make that sword strike?"
"I'd rather not do it than be bullied. There must be another way!"
"No!"
"Why are you bragging like you're the only one in the world? Get out of my sea of consciousness …"
"Little bastard, how dare you scold me?"
"How about I call you an old bastard?"
"Wahhh … Rotten wood is hard to carve. Stubborn people can't be taught …"
"… Anyway, you want me to study, not get angry, not kill, and nurture my Qi for three years, but I can't do it. Look at those bastards, they think I'm easy to bully. It's clearly their own trouble, but they want to use me as a scapegoat. How can I not be angry in this situation? If I don't get angry and kill, I'll be taken to Lihen Heaven and killed. The three-year precept has been broken. What should I do! "
"Sigh, at first I asked you to nurture your Qi for ten years, but you insisted on three years at most. Three years it is, but now you've broken the precept after only one year. I really don't know what to do with you. Why did I choose you in the first place …"
"Ten years?"
Fang Xing was furious when he heard that. "Pfft, look at what you've done. It's only been less than a year, and the fortune of the Mysterious Coffin has been taken away. I've also missed the Philosophers' Dojo. What's the use of cutting it after ten years? I guess there won't be anything left …"
"Hehehehe …"
"The fortune of the Mysterious Coffin isn't that easy to snatch. Rather than saying it's a treasure, it's more like borrowing a debt. You brat, holding all the fortune in your hands really scared us old fellows. It's good that we're giving up a part of it now. Moreover, those fortunes aren't mysterious at all. Back then, we brought them all back in one go. There are many good things inside, but you need to know how to choose. Didn't that little crow already say when it came back to see you? It's too troublesome to mine that batch of resources. So far, they've only taken less than thirty percent. I, your ancestor, was listening on the side, and the good things are still there …"
Fang Xing knew this. During this period of time, the Golden Crow and the others had come back to see him. They didn't hide anything from him. He also knew the extent of the mining in the Hundred Break Mountain. He knew that this was only the first stage of mining. Because of the secret interference of the Small Immortal Realm and the Sage's decree, the mining had stopped. Now that the Golden Crow and the others had entered the Philosophers' Taoist Ground and gone to the outer region to cultivate, the matter was completely put aside.
However, he was still unhappy, and he muttered, "Then I've missed the Philosophers' Dojo. I have the guidance of the Sage!"
The black shadow was even more disdainful when he heard that, and he sneered, "What Sage? They're just juniors who have achieved success in their cultivation, but can't go to the Immortal Realm. At best, they're at the level of True Immortals. It's just that the world doesn't know how to describe their realm, so they call them 'Sages'. They're far inferior to the Ancient Sages who cut off their own lives and chased the Immortals away. I used to look down on them. You have my personal guidance, so why go to the Philosophers' Dojo? Just listen to me, and I'll guarantee that your future will be limitless, and you'll transcend the Nine Heavens …"
"Although I feel like you're bragging every time, I'm still tempted …"
Fang Xing's momentum weakened, and he muttered a few words, and then he said, "Then what should I do now? How do I cut off that sword?"
The black shadow pondered for a moment, and said, "I've already broken my vows, so why don't I start from the beginning …"
Before it finished speaking, Fang Xing had already shouted and refused directly, and his face was full of annoyance and fear, "No, absolutely not! It's too scary! I've only studied for a year, and I already know how to use idioms. If I study for another three years, won't I be able to write essays?"
"Writing essays is not a bad thing …"
The black shadow was quite puzzled, "Even I have studied hard for thousands of years, and read all the classics …"
"Anyway, I won't do it, I definitely won't do it. I don't want to practice the Great Art of Receiving Anger …"
Fang Xing's refusal was very straightforward, and it made the black shadow speechless for a moment, and it muttered, "I've already said that it's to nurture Qi, not to receive anger …"
After thinking for a while, its voice sounded again, and it said in a low voice, "If you really don't want to practice the Art of Nurturing Qi, then sharpen your sword!"
"Sharpen your sword?"
Fang Xing was startled, and he repeated the words.
The black shadow said in a low voice, "Yes, sharpen your sword! Previously, I asked you to nurture Qi so that your spirit could be nourished, and become stronger, so that you could withstand that sword. But since you can't do this, then sharpen your sword a little more. The sharper the sword, the less damage it will cause to your spirit when you strike. In this way, you can achieve the same effect, but the risk is higher … "
"Okay, as long as you don't get angry, everything is negotiable!"
Fang Xing hurriedly agreed, and then asked, "How do I sharpen my sword?"
"Kill!"
The black shadow replied resolutely, "Nurturing Qi is to abstain from anger and slaughter, sharpening your sword is to go on a killing spree. The sharper your resolution is, the test of your will, the resolution of danger, and even the numerous fierce battles are all the process of sharpening your sword. Haha, when a million corpses float around, the Devil Sword will naturally be formed, and to what extent you're able to sharpen your sword will depend on how great your resolution is and how tough your life is!"
"Now I slightly believe that you were once the Demon Ancestor that roamed freely through the Immortal Dimension …"
The Demon Ancestor's words were fierce, icy cold, and overbearing to the extreme, but when Fang Xing heard it, he sighed in a low voice, and his face was filled with delight.
"Haha …"
The black shadow sneered again when he heard this, and his voice revealed a strand of arrogance. "Don't compare those Outerealm Dao sects to the true Immortal Dimension. What Immortal Dimension? It's just a group of wild dogs. All those years ago, I, your ancestor, was able to annihilate over a hundred of them with a single sword strike …"
"There are only a dozen or so Immortal Dimensions now, go ahead and annihilate them …"
"Ahem, that was only in the past …"
As the two of them spoke, Fang Xing suddenly pressed down on the cloud, and looked at a large city in front of him, his eyes revealing a murderous intent.
"What do you want to do?"
The black shadow sensed something, and asked in a low voice.
"Rob, and also prepare to sharpen my sword according to what you said!"
Fang Xing casually explained, "This is Myriad Treasures City. The Han Family, the Yuan Family, and even the Fuyao Palace and other major forces have their own businesses here, and even set up their own treasure vaults. They have also reached an agreement that no one is allowed to cause trouble here. Hehe, these old monsters are all very annoying. Now that I can't kill them, I'll go and rob all their businesses first to vent my anger …"
Hearing this, the black shadow was quite speechless. "Didn't I tell you that it's useless to rob so many things?"
Fang Xing sneered. "Who would complain about having too many good things?"
The black shadow was speechless. After a while, he sighed and said, "With your character, you're really a good seedling to become an immortal …"
However, Fang Xing didn't care about what the black shadow said. He directly drove the cloud and rushed toward Myriad Treasures City. As he got closer and closer to the city, the black cloud visible to the naked eye grew larger and larger. In the end, it was a hundred miles in radius, and a dark mass descended on the sky above Myriad Treasures City, making the city seem like it was daytime turned into darkness. Zhu Xiu rushed out in panic and shock, and looked into the sky.
"What's going on?"
"His aura is so strong. Which clan's Dao Master has come?"
"Clouds are not allowed in the sky above the capital of Myriad Treasures City. How could the Dao Master break this rule?"
In the city, Zhu Xiu panicked. Some people flew into the sky, and some people whispered to each other. They were all a little panicked.
And in this oppressive darkness, among the clouds, suddenly, a Dharma Form as huge as a hill appeared, overlooking the entire Myriad Treasures City. The aura on its body was as terrifying as that of a demon. It slowly opened its mouth, and its voice was like thunder, rumbling through the streets and alleys of the city, shocking the people in the city to the extreme. "People in the city, listen to me. Now … it's a robbery!"
Robbery?
The cultivators in the city were all petrified.
Since the establishment of Myriad Treasures Nation, it had been protected by the major ancient families. When had it ever been robbed?
"Haha, you don't want to give it to me?"
A sneer came from the dark cloud, and the dark mass descended. Fang Xing's voice was extremely gloomy. "If you don't give it to me, I'll slaughter the entire city!"
"My friend, Myriad Treasures City is recognized as a peaceful place by the orthodoxies of the Central Region. No weapons are used here. Once someone violates the rules, he will immediately be listed as the public enemy of the Divine Prefecture. All orthodoxies, big and small, will be your enemy … You … What are you trying to do by going against the law of the world?"
In Myriad Treasures City, an old cultivator flew up and bowed deeply. It was half a threat, and half a test.
In the face of his question, Fang Xing just raised his eyebrows and said, "Become the enemy of all the orthodoxies of the Divine Prefecture?"
As he said this, a smile appeared on his face, and he said coldly, "That's good. I'm here to challenge the Divine Prefecture!"
In the city, while Zhu Xiu was shocked, Fang Xing said to the black shadow in a low voice, "I'll use the Divine Prefecture to sharpen my sword. Is that enough?"
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