Chapter 3

Shrouding Heaven Realm.

This was also an extremely powerful world.

Cultivators began their path from mere mortals, advancing step by step, cultivating all the way to the Immortal Platform Secret Realm, and then cultivating further upward, reaching Saint, Quasi-Emperor, and Great Emperor.

It was still extremely dangerous.

He could now travel between the Life Great World and the Shrouding Heaven Realm.

However, with his cultivation base at the Physical Body Secret Realm, going anywhere was exceedingly difficult.

Fang Yu decided to continue cultivating within the Fang family for a period of time; the Fang family would certainly have certain resources that could help him boost his own strength.

The 4th Stage of Body Refinement was the Hardness-Softness Realm. To reach this realm, one had to practice techniques to absolute mastery. Only then might it be possible. The entire body — bones, waist and hips, elbows, shoulders, and palms — all the strength must link into a single current, qi and blood harmonized. Soft whenever one wished to be soft, hard whenever one wished to be hard. Flexibility and toughness could both be transformed at will. That was cultivating to the 4th Stage of Body Refinement, the Realm of Hardness and Softness.

Fang Yu continued cultivating within the Ten Thousand Manifestations Garden, from morning until noon. When it was time to eat, he stopped and headed together with a group of Fang family disciples to the Fang family dining hall.

For these Fang family disciples, their age was the prime time for martial training. They did not have to do chores on a daily basis, nor did they need to take on household duties. The only thing they had to do was practice martial arts. If they could raise their martial cultivation base by a single realm, they would receive a reward from the Fang family.

As for all the major and minor affairs of the Fang family, they were all handled by the Fang family's servants.

On his way to the dining hall to eat, Fang Yu's gaze swept aside and he spotted a servant boy leading a horse brushed to a snowy shine — a thousand-li steed — heading toward a certain place. His heart stirred.

Could this servant boy be the famous great demon king of the Life Great World, Fang Han?

Fang Yu knew of Fang Han, the Old Demon Fang of the Life Great World whose later fame shook the heavens and who devoured myriad worlds. Before he had achieved his Dao, at the very beginning, he was a household servant of the Fang family who raised horses. His duty was to take good care of the Second Young Lady Fang Qingwei's thousand-li snow-white steed.

Raising horses was hard labor, and raising horses for the Second Young Lady was even harder labor — every day he had to rise in the dead of night to change the feed for the thousand-li snow-white steed.

That famous horse, the thousand-li snow-white steed, had fodder better than Fang Han's own meals. It was made by mixing eggs, soybeans, and all sorts of fine feed together. After the thousand-li snow-white steed ate its fill, it still had to be led outside for a stroll to digest its food, and then it would wait for the arrival of the Fang family's Second Young Lady.

As for the servants who fed the Fang family's horses, they normally had no eggs to eat at all.

The Fang family's horses ate better than the servants — this was the rule of any great household.

Fang Yu glanced from not far off at the servant boy tending the thousand-li steed. A Fang family disciple beside him, named Fang Cheng, gave a chuckle. "That's the Second Young Lady's mount. We won't get a chance to ride it, but we can save up a few years of monthly stipends to buy a horse."

"Rather than buying a horse, I'd rather buy a fine precious sword. I heard that in Jingcheng there are magic artifacts and precious swords tempered with magic power. If we could get one, how wonderful that would be."

Fang Yu knew that the gaze of the Fang family disciple beside him had not noticed Fang Han at all. Fang Cheng would never have imagined that he was sizing up Fang Han rather than the horse.

Although that thousand-li snow-white steed was not bad, compared to Fang Han it was nothing.

"Magic artifact precious swords? Those are far too hard to come by. According to legend, only a master who has stepped into the Divine Ability Secret Realm can use his own magic power to temper a precious sword, and immediately the sword will gain unfathomable abilities. It's just a pity that our Great Li Dynasty doesn't have many Divine Ability Secret Realm experts. Even if there are magic artifact precious swords, each and every one is worth a fortune — not something we could afford to buy."

Fang Cheng listened to Fang Yu's words and shook his head. "Unless we go out and stumble upon some opportunity, but that's all vague and uncertain stuff."

"Stumble upon an opportunity, huh."

Fang Yu's eyes lit up.