章節 2: Crisis On Fang Family 2
Fang Wang clenched his right hand hidden in his sleeve.
Am I so inconspicuous within the Fang Residence? I've kept a low profile these past sixteen years, unlike my talented and arrogant brothers.
"I am Fang Wang, son of Fang Yin," he said.
Zhou Xue narrowed her eyes and asked coldly, "How long have you been here?"
"Upon hearing you warn my uncles about the Fang Residence facing annihilation, I came to investigate. This matter is too important to ignore," Fang Wang replied, steering the conversation toward the danger facing their family.
Zhou Xue frowned, reminded of Fang Wang's martial skills, which could be useful. Though she was an Immortal Venerable in her previous life, her current body was weak. She couldn't prevent the family's demise on her own.
"Did you overhear something just now?" Zhou Xue asked, realizing she had been careless. In her previous life, the Fang Residence was slaughtered overnight, leaving only her and a few others to escape. She had underestimated the experts of the Fang Residence.
Fang Wang decided to lay it all on the line. "You said you are reborn. I am willing to believe you. As an Immortal, you must know Immortal Laws. Teach me any move at random, and I will verify its authenticity. If it's real, I'll join you in reversing the fate of the Fang Residence."
In his mind, there lay a Heavenly Palace, a place he discovered when he first engaged with Inner Strength. Training there, he perfected extraordinary abilities. No matter how long he stayed, it was only a moment in reality, allowing him to reach the mythic realm of martial arts at sixteen.
Zhou Xue's brows tightened as she stared intently at Fang Wang, a cold glint in her eyes. She didn't speak immediately.
Fang Wang was patient, sitting down at the table opposite her, waiting for her response.
He had hoped to quietly acquire skills before adventuring through the martial world, living a carefree life. He hadn't expected to encounter such a predicament.
Fang Wang felt a pang of misery but maintained his composure, thanks to his martial prowess.
As the sun set, its fading light painted a tragic yet beautiful scene.
Breaking the silence, Zhou Xue asked, "Why should I trust you? You're just a third-generation descendant with no real influence."
Fang Wang replied calmly, "You have no other choice. If you gain my trust, I will fully support you. One Fang Family Disciple might be dismissed, but two could persuade others. If you speak the truth, trust that I will help save the family."
Zhou Xue considered this. She had no better option; she needed to warn the Fang Residence.
"Fine. Since you're the only one willing to believe me, I'll teach you the Aerial Sword Art. It's crucial for Cultivators and marks the transition from martial arts to Cultivation," Zhou Xue said softly. Fang Wang nodded, feeling a mix of nervousness and anticipation.
He hoped it was true but dreaded the implications. If it were, the Fang Residence faced grave danger. However, it also meant his pursuit of eternal life was possible.
Zhou Xue began reciting the Aerial Sword Art's mental formula, and Fang Wang listened intently. The technique involved projecting Spiritual Power to control a Flying Sword. He recalled hearing about Sword Saints who achieved this feat, wondering if they were Cultivators.
Zhou Xue observed Fang Wang closely, her current state feeling dreamlike and helpless. She had no time to cultivate anew and felt isolated in her predicament.
After an incense stick's worth of time, Zhou Xue finished explaining the key points of the Aerial Sword Art.
As she spoke, Fang Wang's mind exploded with excitement as he entered his Heavenly Palace. Inside, he saw the majestic palace with the plaque labeled 'Heavenly Palace.' The space was vast, filled with weapons, and adaptable to his thoughts.
"It's real… it's real…" Fang Wang could barely contain his excitement. The technique was indeed a Cultivation art as he could enter the Heavenly Palace.
He was ecstatic, dreaming of traveling the world and living joyfully. Now, with the knowledge of Cultivation, his aspirations were even more vivid.
Calming his emotions, Fang Wang focused on the impending danger and began practicing the Aerial Sword Art. Though cultivation was monotonous, the Heavenly Palace allowed him to practice without affecting his physical age.
Ten years later, Fang Wang achieved Great Perfection in the Aerial Sword Art. This state was the highest level of mastery.
When he returned to reality, Zhou Xue, observing him, felt a mix of emotions but noted his unchanged expression.
"Do you believe now?" Zhou Xue asked.
A gleam flashed in Fang Wang's eyes as he smiled and said. "I believe it. Such an extraordinary technique must be real. I'll join you in changing the Fang Residence's destiny."
Zhou Xue was taken aback, her feelings a blend of relief, surprise, and amusement. The setting sun grew lower, emphasizing the urgency of their situation. She could only trust in Fang Wang, just as he had trusted her.
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