Chapter 50

Fang Yu practiced for twenty-four hours this time, which is two days; there is one day left until the inner sect disciple assessment.

He is not practicing now, but rather going out for a walk to restore his spirit.

Breaking through from the ninth level of the mortal body to the tenth level required the Yuanchen Spirit Technique, using the fire of flesh and blood to illuminate the mind, which consumed a significant amount of his strength, so he must recover now to prepare for the inner sect disciple assessment.

When Fang Yu walked out of his courtyard, it was already dusk, and he could see some outer sect disciples of the Feathered Sect, in groups of three or five, all heading to the Jade Meal Hall to eat.

The food in the Jade Meal Hall has the bonus of the Daoist treasure, the Five-Qi Immortal Pot; even with ordinary ingredients, it can produce the effect of top-grade spiritual medicine, so it is very popular among the outer sect disciples.

No matter how you look at it, this is many times better than what the outer sect disciples eat in the secular world.

Fang Yu also went to the Jade Meal Hall.

It is still very spacious here, with many outer sect disciples in groups of three or five, finding a place to eat and talking about various matters.

Fang Yu’s hearing is very good now; although those disciples were speaking in low voices, many sounds still fell into his ears.

"This Jade Meal Hall is truly an eye-opener. In the past, I thought I had seen enough delicacies in our Great Xu Dynasty, but now that I’ve come to the Jade Meal Hall, I realize that what I ate before was nothing."

"That is only natural. The Feathered Immortal Sect is, after all, an immortal sect; how could the Great Xu Dynasty compare to it? This time I finally entered the Feathered Sect and became an outer sect disciple. If I can enter the inner sect, then when I return to the Great Xu Dynasty, even the Emperor will have to treat me with courtesy."

"Inner sect disciple—wanting to become an inner sect disciple is not that easy. Not to mention whether one can survive on the Heavenly Demon Battlefield, just obtaining the opportunity for the inner sect disciple assessment is difficult enough."

"However, I recently received news that it is said the Blue Moon Kingdom has encountered an attack by sand bandits, as well as underground demons, and there are shadows of the demonic path and evil sects behind it. The Queen of the Blue Moon Kingdom has already sent a distress letter to our Feathered Sect. We can very well obtain the opportunity for the inner sect disciple assessment there. It is said that this time, three hundred and sixty-five opportunities for the inner sect disciple assessment will be given!"

"What, so many? Then we must plan this well!"

"It should be planned well. This is a great opportunity. Many disciples with far-reaching connections have also received this news and are now joining forces. Look, those princes and princesses of the Great De Dynasty are also planning for this. Hmm, do they have new people there?"

One voice after another carried over. Fang Yu’s gaze followed the voices of these Great Xu Dynasty disciples, and sure enough, he saw several royal children not far away.

Of course, there was also a familiar person there: Fang Han.

This guy has now practiced to the seventh level of the mortal body, the Internal Strength realm; his strength has advanced by leaps and bounds.

Beside him were a man and a woman. The woman wore a sword and boots, with a fire-jade hairpin on her head inlaid with a thumb-sized night-luminescent pearl that shone brightly. The man held a purple folding fan in his hand and also had a certain air about him.

"Liu Kang, is this the helper you invited? I’m afraid they are here to hold us back."

Just as Fang Yu was about to walk over, he heard one of the royal children of the Great De Dynasty who was sitting down express disdain.

"What?"

As soon as these words were spoken, neither Fang Han nor the man and woman beside him looked very good.

"Princess Princess Princess Hongyi, your sword technique is mysterious and brilliant, and you have some other means, plus you have a top-grade magic treasure, the Gale Talisman, in your hand, so you are qualified to cooperate with us and won't hold us back. As for where you might be useful, I am talking about the person next to you."

Fang Yu saw a royal woman looking at Fang Han: "Where did this person come from? He must be a disciple from some small family, right? We want experts. Where did he crawl out from? A stray dog, and he also wants to rely on our strength to obtain the qualification of an inner sect disciple? Even if he gets it, he won't be able to pass the assessment, wasting a spot for nothing."

"What did you say?"

Fang Han licked his lips, gritted his teeth, and spoke.

Anyone could see Fang Han’s dissatisfaction at this moment, but among the royal children of the Great De Dynasty, another man stood up.

"You seem very dissatisfied? You are only at the seventh level of the mortal body, the Internal Strength realm. You might seem like an expert outside, but in the Feathered Sect, you are mediocre—a dime a dozen. I said you were a stray dog, and you are actually dissatisfied? Then I will see what you have to be dissatisfied about."

While speaking, that prince stood up, and a heavy pressure immediately emanated from his body. Everyone around felt that pressure pressing down like a great mountain.

Especially Fang Han, who felt it more profoundly; he seemed to feel that an emperor was enraged, and it seemed as if blood would flow for a thousand miles immediately.

The next moment, the wind tore, the air exploded, and a palm seemed to break through the void, appearing out of thin air in front of Fang Han. The palm wind was overwhelming, stinging Fang Han’s brow with pain.

It turned out that this prince had acted directly, like a vicious shark biting, a long snake strangling, or a fierce tiger hunting a sheep, launching a lethal move against Fang Han.

"Prince Bao!"

The man beside Fang Han’s expression changed drastically, and he called out, seemingly wanting to stop it, but it was too late.

"Liu Kang, if you make a move, I don't mind dealing with you as well. Now just stand there and let you see how I deal with this stray dog."

Prince Bao spoke again, and his words made Liu Kang stand where he was, while his fist was about to land on Fang Han’s face.

"Be careful, this is the Nine Tyrant Dragon Fist!"

Princess Princess Princess Hongyi, who was on the side, hurriedly shouted.