Chapter 1529: Fang Yuan Exposed!

"Eleventh Transformation Battle Intent Gu!"

Luo Lin and Wang Cang, etc., stood frozen in place.

The others were stunned.

This Fang Ningbing definitely did it on purpose!

Luo Lin and Wang Cang, etc., are eleventh-transformation gu masters; this is no secret in the Cang Yun Star Sea.

If, according to what Luo Lin and them said, Fang Ningbing refines eleventh-transformation battle intent gu, then they would have to refine twelfth-transformation battle intent gu.

But unfortunately they still cannot refine twelfth-transformation gu.

"Hahaha!" Wang Cang burst out laughing, "Fang Ningbing, are you joking? You can refine eleventh-transformation gu?"

Fang Yuan said lightly, "What's impossible?"

Luo Lin gritted his teeth, "We also refine eleventh-transformation battle intent gu!"

Among the twenty freely chosen gu types in this assessment, battle intent gu can be said to be the most difficult to refine.

Luo Lin stared fixedly at Fang Yuan, "Fang Ningbing, if you can successfully refine eleventh-transformation battle gu, I will take you as my master! I mean it!"

But Fang Yuan said lightly, "I don't take disciples."

Everyone: "..."

Elder Mo Gu and the others couldn't help but chuckle, "Fang Ningbing, you're quite interesting."

Soon.

Fang Ningbing began refining gu.

To refine eleventh-transformation battle gu, one must first refine many tenth-transformation battle gu, as well as other tenth-transformation gu, ninth-transformation gu, and then fuse and refine them.

"Chi chi chi!"

Fang Ningbing's slender jade hands kept shifting, one after another obscure ancient dao patterns flowed, the gu's dao resonance surged like a vast sea.

Her technique was relaxed, flowing like clouds and water, filled with "dao" and "yun."

Everyone was stunned.

Fang Ningbing's gu-refining technique was too marvelous; looking again at Luo Lin and Wang Cang's technique, theirs seemed somewhat rigid and stiff.

Watching Fang Ningbing refine gu, one felt that this was how gu should be refined; all other methods were wrong.

In the arena, within some seats' spaces, suddenly sword qi surged horizontally; some gu masters had no time to react, the sword qi scattering from the Sword Burial Abyss shot straight up into the sky.

"Si!"

Blood splattered!

Some gu masters had just begun refining when they were obliterated by sword qi.

Only then did everyone realize that the heavenly and earthly momentum differed between seats; where Luo Lin and them were, it was more suitable for refining gu and also safer.

Someone complained, "Elder, this seems rather unfair."

Hearing that, Elder Mo Gu flicked his sleeve.

Dozens of complaining gu masters were directly blown to powder!

Directly exterminated!

Elder Mo Gu snorted coldly, "Want fairness? Wait for your next life."

No one in the arena dared to object anymore.

Several hours later.

Fang Yuan, Luo Lin, Wang Cang, etc., finished preparations and began refining tenth-transformation battle intent gu.

"Boom boom boom!"

Their seats' spaces, terrifying battle intent surged like a vast sea, converging toward the center of the gu formation.

Luo Lin glanced toward Fang Yuan's direction, gritted his teeth, "Draw it in!"

He wanted to draw Fang Yuan's battle intent, causing her gu refinement to fail.

A mighty suction surged forth, the two battle intents collided.

Fang Yuan's beautiful eyes slightly furrowed, her hands kept forming seals.

With a boom, her four-direction heaven and earth erupted with even greater suction, directly beginning to seize Luo Lin and Wang Cang's battle intent and dao resonance.

They had never seen true battle; most of the time they just buried their heads in the Cang Yun Star Sea refining gu.

But Fang Yuan had stepped step by step out of the blood-soaked battlefield of slaughter!

That battle intent was like a sharp blade thrust into everyone's dao resonance.

Soon.

Around Fang Yuan, battle intent surged mighty, like a sovereign ruling, drawing others' battle intent as nourishment.

"How is this possible?"

Luo Lin and Wang Cang, etc., were shocked.

They actually could not contend with a Dao Lord Realm?

Merely battle intent, unrelated to cultivation level, is a kind of dao resonance.

Their combined battle intent still falls short of Fang Yuan's!

In Fang Yuan's sea of battle intent, it seemed as if glorious armies were charging, golden spears and iron horses sweeping across, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger—true killing intent, true murderous aura, faintly accompanied by the illusion of a great world's dissolution.

Elder Mo Gu and the others were all utterly shocked.

"Fang Ningbing, I find I can no longer see through you."

Now, around Fang Yuan a great furnace evolved, like the master of battle intent.

She was refining battle intent gu, causing Luo Lin and Wang Cang, etc., to be utterly unable to refine.

Due to dao resonance suppression!

"Damn it!" Luo Lin gritted her teeth in anger, her chest heaving.

They all stopped refining Gu.

Just because.

Before Fang Yuan finished refining Gu, they could not craft battle Gu.

Luo Lin said, "Wait until Fang Ningbing finishes crafting the ten-turn battle intent Gu, then we will craft eleven-turn Gu items."

Wang Cang wore a bitter expression, "We have no choice."

The many Gu masters watching below were all dumbfounded.

The Gu Refining Convention has been held many sessions; this is the first time seeing Luo Lin, a Gu master, suffer a setback.

One day later.

Fang Yuan had already crafted several ten-turn battle Gu, yet showed no sign of stopping.

Luo Lin gritted her teeth, "She wouldn't really be crafting eleven-turn battle Gu, would she? Her cultivation might suffer backlash!"

All day, she had been watching Fang Yuan refine Gu.

Must admit, her technique differs greatly from Fang Yuan's!

After another half day, Fang Yuan began merging various Gu items, starting to craft eleven-turn battle intent Gu.

"Boom—"

The heavens rumbled, myriad Dao Resonances merged by Fang Yuan into one furnace, actually producing a heavenly-earthly portent.

Golden battle intent surged like a sea, sweeping across millions of feet!

Such fluctuations even stirred the battle intent of the Burial Sword Abyss, which emerged faintly from the fissure and merged into Fang Yuan's battle intent Gu.

Know that in the past, Yang Tianming was also a battle maniac; he and a hundred thousand sword cultivators fought here, and that vast battle intent, after tens of thousands of years, remains undying!

Everyone was shocked that Fang Ningbing's Gu refining could be so grand in scale.

The Fire Cloud Valley Lord and his son also watched from afar.

Bai Li Lianzhan said, "Father, this Fang Ningbing's Gu refining skill is too formidable."

Hearing that, Bai Li Batian gave a dark chuckle, "Son, I'm your father; I lift your butt and know what fart you're about to release. You wouldn't want to topple this Fang Ningbing, would you?"

Bai Li Lianzhan gave an embarrassed smile.

Bai Li Batian snorted coldly, "I also want that! I never expected the Gu Clan to produce such an absolutely beautiful woman, but the Gu Clan is the Gu Clan, the human race is the human race; don't think that because we fuse Gu into our bodies and now work for the Longevity Sect, we are equal to them. Remember, we are inferior."

Bai Li Lianzhan quickly withdrew his infatuated expression.

Bai Li Batian said, "If you let Fang Ningbing discover that you have feelings for her, our Bai Li clan might face extermination!"

"I understand, Father." Bai Li Lianzhan felt a lingering fear.

Bai Li Batian gave a dark chuckle, "But as for Ji Yue, it doesn't matter; she's human, we can toy with her however we like. Haste makes waste. I actually think that Ji Yue is no worse than this Fang Ningbing."

"Just thinking about that scarlet red robe, I can't hold back, Father..." Bai Li Lianzhan said.

Bai Li Batian slapped his son's head, "Damn! Hold it in for me!"

Another day passed.

Fang Yuan began merging Gu; the eleven-turn battle Gu was about to coalesce.

Luo Lin suddenly sat down on the ground, "I lost."

Obviously, Fang Ningbing's Gu refining skill surpassed his.

Just then.

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

Void Rending, space twisted!

Within the Space Channel, Feng Kuang Man led his many subordinates, riding the Ancient Cloud Vessel as they traversed the void.

Feng Kuang Man's face bore anger; suddenly his eyes flashed with intense excitement as he scanned the surroundings, "Damn! I sensed Fang Yuan's aura! That aura, I will never forget even in death! Find it for me!"

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