Chapter 5 Mission
Chapter 5 Mission
"A normal Divine Transformation martial artist's strength is only five horses. Even Fang Han, who has taken the Nine Aperture Golden Pill, a Heaven-grade spiritual pill, is only at the strength of nine horses."
"He has one less horse than me."
Jiang Yuan smiled slightly. Of course, Fang Han is a monster, and he will continue to get stronger, but he won't get any stronger.
Because the strength of a martial artist in the Divine Transformation Realm is generally no more than the strength of fifteen horses.
But if a new version of me were to appear, allowing him to inherit my cultivation and double my combat power, his strength would be at least twenty horses.
It far exceeds the limits of ordinary physical realm.
Moreover, he can choose another method of cultivation.
When he had no last wishes to fulfill, he would first strive to break through his cultivation level, for the higher his cultivation level, the greater his power would be.
The greater the combat power, the higher the benefits will be.
Take Fang Han for example. Although he is the protagonist, he cannot defeat a master in the Divine Power Realm without using magic weapons when he is in the Physical Body Realm.
"So please, other versions of yourself, lend me your life force."
Jiang Yuan smiled, reached out and grabbed the Demon-Slaying Sword, then began to wield it in place.
His swordsmanship was exquisite, like raindrops falling gently and silently.
Rain Flower Sword Technique.
Unfortunately, he lacked internal energy and couldn't unleash the various wonders of this sword technique, such as actually creating a stream of rain.
"Supernatural powers, supernatural powers, only by opening that incredible door in my mind, pushing open the door of supernatural powers, can I break the shackles of heaven and earth, generate true magical power, and accomplish countless incredible things."
"And coincidentally, the elders of the sect are paying close attention to this assessment for the inner disciples."
"As long as you can kill the heads of the disciples of the demonic and evil paths, you can exchange them for a Yin-Yang Longevity Pill."
"This is a Heaven-grade spiritual pill of the same level as the Nine Aperture Golden Pill that Fang Han ate, and it will greatly help me break through to the Divine Power Realm."
Jiang Yuan pondered that if he didn't take the Yin-Yang Longevity Pill and cultivated at a normal pace, he could break through to the Divine Power Realm in just one or two years.
For ordinary geniuses, the speed is very fast, because there are many geniuses who are stuck at this threshold for ten or even decades.
But it was too slow for Jiang Yuan.
The Xuanhuang Great World will be destroyed in ten years. If he doesn't improve his cultivation as soon as possible, he will be forced by Fang Han to live in a magic treasure world for ten thousand years.
Therefore, he was determined to obtain that elixir.
The next three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Jiang Yuan spent his time in the courtyard consolidating his breakthrough cultivation, living a very peaceful life.
Qunxianyuan Square.
This place is usually where the disciples of the Feathered Ascension Sect gather. It is very spacious, spanning ten miles.
Everywhere, there are towering dragon-carved ornamental columns, with white clouds swirling around them and a gentle breeze blowing, creating a scene of immortals gathering.
Normally, there's no one there, but when the elders of the Feathered Heaven Palace announce the quota for the inner disciples' assessment, a large number of people gather.
The population numbered in the tens of thousands, densely packed together in this square of the Immortal Academy.
"So our Feathered Ascension Sect really does have so many disciples." Fang Han strode around, but his eyes were secretly taking in the people here.
He had never seen so many people gathered in one place before.
Jiang Yuan was unmoved, mainly because he was used to the Spring Festival travel rush in his previous life. This place was quite sparsely populated, far less crowded than back then.
The crowd stirred, and suddenly several people glared at us with venom. They were members of the Great De royal family, around twenty years old, both men and women.
"Senior Sister Mo, it was that person. I was just trying to reason with him and tell him about the dangers of the inner disciple assessment, but he went berserk and almost killed us all."
Prince Bao spoke respectfully to a beautiful woman in her early twenties.
Senior Sister Mo's eyes flickered slightly as she glanced at Jiang Yuan beside Fang Han. Jiang Yuan's cultivation level was the same as hers, reaching the tenth level of the Divine Transformation of the Physical Body.
Prince Bao was only at the eighth level of the Physical Body Realm, far inferior to Jiang Yuan.
So she shook her head slightly and said, "The task of securing an inner sect assessment spot comes first. You need to consider the overall situation and not fight with your fellow disciples unnecessarily."
Prince Bao looked surprised; was he considering the bigger picture?
Jiang Yuan, on the other hand, asked in surprise, "Fang Han, did you steal someone else's wife?"
Although Fang Han often receives resentful looks from others because he is the protagonist, there should be a reason for it.
"...I don't have a wife."
Fang Han said quietly, "And I don't understand either. I was walking along the street when he suddenly started mocking me and even attacked me."
If it weren't for the carefree and leisurely cultivation he had enjoyed for the previous seventeen days, Fang Han wouldn't have noticed anything amiss.
But it was precisely because of the comparison that he found it so strange.
"Then he's mentally ill," Jiang Yuan nodded. So they had encountered a mentally ill person.
That's perfectly normal.
Fang Han was puzzled. What is mental illness?
"It refers to a condition where the mind is not normal, and the person suddenly goes crazy and attacks others. However, this only applies to a small percentage of people; most people are still normal."
"Look, they asked a senior sister for help, but didn't get a response. Doesn't that show that the others are still considering the bigger picture?" Jiang Yuan said with a smile.
Fang Han seemed to be deep in thought. "Abnormal brain" meant that those people had tumors growing in their brains.
He was aware that if a malignant tumor grew in his brain, it would require craniotomy to remove it.
Cut off the head...
Fang Han gestured with his hand and looked at Prince Bao and the others in the distance with a friendly smile.
"He's going to blow my head off?!"
Prince Bao and his companions felt a chill run down their spines. "Senior Sister Mo, he's going to kill us! Look at him, he's going to blow our heads off!"
They immediately cried and begged Senior Sister Mo for help.
Senior Sister Mo frowned slightly, looked over, and found Fang Han smiling kindly and warmly.
Her face darkened. She wasn't blind; wasn't she trying to show them goodwill?
"If you cause any more trouble, you won't be able to come along for the inner disciple assessment!"
Prince Bao and his companions fell silent, not daring to speak again. Their strongest was only at the eighth level of the physical body realm, and without Senior Sister Mo's guidance, going to the Vast Desert would be suicide.
Fang Han seemed to understand something upon seeing this; Jiang Yuan's words were indeed useful.
Not long after.
A powerful sword cry suddenly echoed above the bustling Qunxian Academy, slicing through the white clouds and revealing a large patch of cloud in the sky.
Then, five Taoist priests slowly flew into the clear sky.
Their expressions were indifferent as they swept their gaze across all the disciples in the Qunxian Academy square, and for a long time, all the disciples fell silent.
"As most of you probably already know, the Blue Moon Kingdom has been attacked by sand bandits in the Vast Desert."
"Among them were also subterranean demons, and disciples of both the demon and monster paths were mixed in."
"We are a celestial sect, and it is our duty to slay demons and monsters. Not to mention that there are several Xuanjin mines in the Blue Moon Kingdom, which are related to our Feathered Ascension Sect's cultivation resources."
"Therefore, this time, all the elders and true disciples of our Feathered Ascension Sect will participate, and you can also join in for training."
"Those who perform exceptionally well will be eligible for promotion to inner disciple. Inner disciples who break through to the Divine Power Realm can also be directly promoted to True Disciple."
"Even without breaking through, we can still slay disciples of both the demon and monster paths and display the might of our Feathered Ascension Sect."
An elder in a purple Taoist robe spoke calmly, his voice carrying magical power, rolling like thunder, reaching the ears of every disciple of the Feathered Ascension Sect.
Another elder spoke up, saying, "To reward those who excelled in this mission, the sect leader has ordered that the Yin-Yang Longevity Pill be offered as a reward."
"As long as you can cut off the heads of Wang Molin, the disciple of the Demon God Sect known as 'Little True Man of the Heavenly Wolf,' the 'Little Demoness of the Heavenly Demon Sect,' and the 'Red Powder Prince' of the Six Desires Demon Sect..."
"You will receive a Yin-Yang Longevity Pill!"
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