Chapter 955: Flying Sword Beheads (A Congratulations for Alliance Leader Amon)
Chapter 955: Flying Sword Beheads (A Congratulations for Alliance Leader Amon)
Three years ago.
A wisp of Fang Xi's illusory true spirit descended, possessing the body of a collapsed young beggar in Shangyong Prefecture of the Shu land.
This wisp of illusory true spirit did not carry much immortal power, and the laws of this Great Thousand World differed somewhat from those of the True Immortal World, seemingly having no concept of spiritual roots.
Although, with Fang Xi's current insight and experience, it wouldn't be impossible for him to cultivate the true from the mundane, re-entering the Qi Refinement stage and becoming a cultivator.
However, upon arriving in this Great Thousand World, to avoid overly agitating it, he decided to remain in dormancy for a time, first treating himself as a native and secretly exploring this world's path of transcendence.
From that day forward, in Shangyong Prefecture, a young beggar named "Fang Xi" rose to prominence.
He first led a group of his companions, overthrowing several old beggars who exploited, and even crippled, young beggars to force them into begging and stealing. He then seized control of several other streets, becoming the overlord among the beggars of Shangyong Prefecture!
Of course, the overlord of beggars was still a beggar!
While this body's aptitude was ordinary, after his true spirit took residence, its comprehension and talent became of the highest, most exceptional caliber!
Any martial art, he grasped upon sight and mastered upon learning.
Within just a few days, he had thoroughly learned all of the old hall master's most cherished techniques.
However, to avoid causing a sensation, he waited until a month later to officially graduate, becoming a wandering swordsman whose footsteps spread across the land of Shu. He visited renowned martial arts masters while secretly searching for the path of transcendence.
After all, how could a Great Thousand World comparable to the True Immortal World only possess mere martial arts?
Moreover, this land of Shu, though called a single region, was actually much larger than the territory of an entire dynasty from Fang Xi's previous life.
After about a year of this, Fang Xi had assimilated the strengths of many, and his internal energy and swordsmanship had reached the pinnacle of perfection.
Not only that, he also uncovered information regarding "immortals."
According to the renowned martial artists and local legends, Fang Xi learned that stories of sword heroes, sword immortals, and extraordinary individuals circulated throughout the land of Shu.
It was a pity that whenever he arrived at the legendary locations, he basically found nothing.
According to the most common explanation, perhaps he lacked an immortal destiny?
Fang Xi naturally scoffed at this. He was a dignified cultivator, an Earth Immortal of his own domain—how could he lack an immortal destiny?
Wasn't that a joke?
However, after several failed attempts to find immortals, Fang Xi had to admit that his own serendipitous encounters were indeed lacking.
But he believed that as long as he persevered, he would surely gain something.
Not only that, Fang Xi further decided to become a good person!
According to his reasoning, even if sword immortals existed and wished to take disciples, a good reputation would surely be an advantage!
Being a good person actually had its benefits, because everyone liked to be friends with good people!
Even demonic cultists and monsters would be less wary of good people.
And Fang Xi, of course, was prepared to make things more difficult for himself. He wished to join a reputable orthodox sect and had no great interest in evil cults or crooked paths, so a good reputation became even more crucial.
Precisely for this reason, he had consistently aided the distressed and helped the needy, punishing the strong and supporting the weak, building a rather good reputation in the martial world.
This time, he had also heard that a centuries-old ganoderma had matured in Qunyu Mountain, and herb gatherers had seen sword immortals flying past, so he came to try his luck.
Unexpectedly, he stumbled upon this incident.
...
"Am I. . . am I dead?"
Xin Hongyun opened her eyes, feeling an extreme parchness in her lips.
What met her eyes was an unfamiliar ceiling.
She was covered by a brocade quilt, and her wounds were properly bandaged, though faint pangs of pain still lingered.
"The young lady is awake?"
At this moment, a burly farm woman dressed in coarse cloth entered. Seeing Xin Hongyun, a flicker of joy crossed her face: "I'll go inform the young master at once. . ."
Not long after, Fang Xi walked in: "Are you alright?"
"I. . ."
Xin Hongyun gazed at "The Sword of Shu," her emotions truly complex and difficult to express.
Especially recalling his unhesitating sword strike at that time, her wound seemed to throb faintly once more.
"At that time, circumstances were urgent, and I acted expediently. Harming the young lady was truly my fault. . ."
Fang Xi bowed sincerely: "I personally hired an old woman to care for you. From changing your clothes to cleaning your wounds, bandaging, and changing your medicine—she personally handled everything. . ."
Xin Hongyun only found it stranger.
He seemed to have calculated everything in advance, yet all matters were handled with extreme propriety, causing any romantic notions she might have harbored to vanish without a trace. . .
She immediately smiled: "We, people of the martial world, what are mere minor injuries to us? Brother Fang, that day you deliberately avoided vital points, already showing mercy. . . Moreover, if not for you, I, this little sister, would have long ago fallen into Hua Manfeng's hands and suffered endless humiliation. . . Your great kindness, I will never forget it as long as I live. This little sister is Xin Hongyun. May I ask if Brother Fang is Young Hero Fang Xi, 'The Sword of Shu'?"
"So it is the beloved daughter of the Great Hero of Jiangnan, I am truly honored to meet you."
Fang Xi responded, seeing Xin Hongyun's expression still pale, he immediately withdrew, and instructed the cook to prepare a blood-replenishing tonic to be sent to her later.
This was a large mansion in Shangyong Prefecture, not his own home.
However, money makes the mare go. Fang Xi simply used a bit of gold and silver to rent this mansion, along with numerous servants to attend to him.
"I want to be a good person, so it's naturally impossible for me to kill indiscriminately. . ."
"It's just a pity that this excursion to search for immortals has yielded nothing once again."
Fang Xi felt a little vexed in his heart, but there was not the slightest hint of dejection on his face.
He was certain that a tier of existence like sword immortals surely existed in this world; it merely required more time.
As an illusory true spirit, even if he couldn't bring over power, some Earth Immortal characteristics were still carried over.
Therefore, this body would not decline after reaching its peak, and it had also gained a talent akin to eternal youth and longevity.
So, he had plenty of time to pursue his so-called "immortal destiny."
...
Xin Hongyun's injuries healed very quickly.
She could get out of bed after a few days, and after a month, she could move freely without hindrance.
Fang Xi felt that the physiques of people in this world were quite good, perhaps also related to their cultivation of internal energy.
Of course, his original sword strike, which perfectly avoided bones, tendons, and internal organs, merely injuring a bit of flesh, also played an equally significant role.
Thus, under the guise of "meeting friends through martial arts," he sparred with Xin Hongyun, getting a glimpse of her whip techniques and her 'Sky-Scattering Flower Rain Scattering Gold Coins' hidden weapon art, secretly picking up tips in the process.
Otherwise, a mere street urchin who had only learned the insignificant techniques of a third-rate martial arts hall wouldn't have reached this point today, after all, his surname wasn't Su.
It was midnight.
Inside the room, upon a fine bed made of sandalwood.
Fang Xi sat cross-legged, quietly circulating his cultivation.
Strands of true qi circulated along the Triple Burner meridians within his body, passing through Guanchong, Yemen, Zhongzhu, Yangchi, and other acupoints, finally converging in the Ren and Du meridians before returning to his Dantian.
Since learning the rudimentary breathing technique, Fang Xi had cultivated ceaselessly every day. Now, within his Dantian, his internal true qi had achieved great accomplishments.
Once activated, a breath of true qi flowed continuously and endlessly, seemingly inexhaustible—he had already reached the realm of a first-rate martial expert in the martial world.
If he were to go a step further from the tip of a hundred-foot pole, perhaps he could be called a Grandmaster?
'The human body in this world is somewhat peculiar; it actually possesses numerous acupoints, like stars scattered across the sky. . . '
'Cultivating internal energy means opening up these acupoints one by one. . . every acupoint opened would thicken the internal qi by a fraction. '
'I just don't know how sword immortals cultivate? '
A thought arose in Fang Xi's mind, and his thoughts suddenly churned, accompanied by a sudden premonition.
Knowing something was amiss, he immediately flipped over.
Pffft!
Almost at that very instant, a dark light shot in through the window, striking the bed directly!
A small, smooth-edged hole instantly appeared on the bed, demonstrating the dark light's sharpness!
Whoosh!
With a flash of light, the dark gleam reappeared, drawing out a sword light several feet long.
The fine sandalwood bed instantly shattered into pieces!
At this moment, Fang Xi finally saw the full form of the dark gleam.
Within that light, it was surprisingly a flying shuttle only two inches long!
Its entire body was dark, pointed at both ends, and engraved with numerous blood-colored runes.
"An artifact?"
"Or a flying sword?"
He let out a clear whistle as a warning. His figure flashed, shooting out like an ape and landing on the wall where the Odd Pine Ancient Sword was hung.
With a single pull of his hand, amid a dragon's roar, the Odd Pine Ancient Sword instantly unsheathed!
Just then, the dark flying shuttle attacked again!
Fang Xi flicked the sword with his finger, the sword roared like a dragon, and three inches of green light appeared at its tip.
If anyone from the martial world were to see this scene, they would undoubtedly be extremely surprised.
Because what Fang Xi used was precisely the sword aura that all swordsmen yearned for!
It could be said that a swordsman who reached this point had already attained the peak of the mortal realm!
Further above that, there were only the legendary sword immortals and extraordinary swordsmen!
"Flowing Cloud: No Waves!"
Fang Xi thrust his sword. The Flowing Cloud Thirteen Swords, a common technique found in any old martial arts hall, in his hands had the miraculous effect of turning decay into wonder. This single thrust appeared as light as wind and calm as clouds, like inviting someone for a meal and tea, yet it was continuous and dense, and suddenly the sword light shifted, carrying boundless killing intent.
Combined with the sword aura, its power was even more astonishing.
Clang-clang!
Fang Xi's body moved with his sword. In a blink of an eye, he stabbed eighteen times consecutively.
The green sword aura and dark sword light swiftly exchanged blows in mid-air, and the clang of metal on metal suddenly rang out.
Then, his expression changed. After slicing away the dark flying shuttle with a single strike, his Odd Pine Ancient Sword let out a mournful cry in his hand, then shattered inch by inch!
This sword artifact had been painstakingly crafted by Ouyang Jin, a renowned blacksmith of Shangyong Prefecture, and was one of the 'Thirteen Famous Swords' judged by the Drunken Immortal Pavilion in Shu. Unexpectedly, when pitted against an immortal's artifact, it instantly met its ruin!
Fang Xi, calm amidst the chaos, flicked his sleeve. Innumerable fragments of the ancient sword flew out, colliding with the flying shuttle. It was precisely the hidden weapon technique of 'Sky-Scattering Flower Rain Scattering Gold Coins'!
At the same time, a surge of internal qi circulated to his palms, and he forcefully pushed them out.
Bang!
The wall in front of him instantly burst open with a large hole, and Fang Xi's figure shot out like a fleeting shadow.
"Brother Fang, be careful."
Just then, Xin Hongyun also emerged, holding a 'Nine Manifestations Cloud Dragon Mortal Whip'. Seeing a dark ray, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, pierce directly towards Fang Xi's back, she couldn't help but exclaim.
Clang!
In that instant, the dark light directly hit Fang Xi, emitting a dull thud!
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