Chapter 639: Fang Qingxue: No One Understands the Great Calamity Destiny Art Better Than I Do!

Fang Yu, Fang Qingxue, and Yang Anru headed straight for the Merit Hall.

As they neared the Merit Hall, Fang Yu sensed vast, boundless yang qi, as if approaching the core of a colossal star, the surrounding space warped by the yang energy.

"The yang qi stored in our Shen Sect's Merit Hall can't be described by terms like 'ten million' or 'hundred million'—even 'trillion' falls short. Everyone who visits for the first time is stunned."

Yang Anru explained with a smile.

Ahead, through the warped void, stood a palace, entirely crimson, translucent, with endless flames burning within.

As these flames burned, they formed one glyph after another, completely sealing off the space.

Deep within the palace lay layers upon layers of void, like a spatial labyrinth—possibly a world akin to an Immortal Mansion.

What does it mean for an entire world to be a sea of yang qi?

Fang Yu felt the endless yang qi, his emotions stirring.

At that moment, a spatial ripple emerged from the warped space ahead, and a pavilion-ship over ten zhang long flew out.

This pavilion-ship was a lower-grade Dao artifact—and a pure yang lower-grade Dao artifact at that—combining offense and defense, among the finest of its class.

On this lower-grade Dao artifact pavilion-ship stood ten disciples, all true-transmission disciples of the Kanlishen Sect, cultivated to the 9th Stage of Divine Abilities, with Heavenly Manifestations.

"Who are you, lingering here? Hmm, isn't that Senior Sister Yang from Shengjifeng? Welcome, welcome."

One of the ten had been about to rebuke them on sight, but after a second glance, he immediately recognized Yang Anru, the top disciple of Shengjifeng—how dare he be rude? His face instantly lit up with a smile.

The top disciples of the Kanlishen Sect's 365 main peaks were not someone he could afford to offend.

"Younger brothers, I've come here to exchange some items for two disciples of Shengjifeng. You've been guarding the Merit Hall, with no time to cultivate or refine your magic treasures—how hard you've worked."

As Yang Anru spoke, she flung ten thousand pure yang elixirs into the hands of the ten disciples—each received exactly one thousand.

One thousand pure yang elixirs equal one hundred thousand Nascent Soul elixirs, or ten million white yang elixirs.

In other words, Yang Anru had just given away ten million white yang elixirs at once.

"Senior Sister Yang, you're far too generous. We merely serve our sect—how could we call it hard work? Please, go ahead."

After each guard received one thousand pure yang elixirs, every face beamed with joy, and they respectfully bowed Yang Anru, Fang Yu, and Fang Qingxue inside.

The pure yang lower-grade Dao artifact pavilion-ship led the way, and Fang Yu and the others followed, passing through layer upon layer of void until they reached the true Merit Hall.

This great hall was immensely grand, towering in space; before its plaza stood exactly ten thousand totem pillars.

Each totem pillar was a hundred zhang thick and ten thousand zhang tall—ordinary cultivators seemed like ants before them, and coiled atop each pillar was an ancient celestial dragon.

These were not true ancient celestial dragons, yet their majesty matched them, and their power was even purer, for these dragons were entirely formed from pure yang energy—pure yang dragons.

That is, each pure yang dragon equaled the combined power of one hundred million pure yang elixirs, their strength boundless.

And here, there were ten thousand pure yang dragons.

"Fang Yu, tell me how many pure yang elixirs you need—just release your contribution points into one of these pure yang dragons. They'll automatically spit out the corresponding amount."

Yang Anru, thoroughly familiar with this, spoke.

"Alright."

Fang Yu nodded, exchanged a glance with Fang Qingxue, then released exactly fifty million contribution points straight into the mouth of the totem pillar's pure yang dragon.

Fifty million contribution points were instantly converted into pure yang elixirs.

Fifty million pure yang elixirs!

"What? Fifty million contribution points? How could he have so many? Even Senior Sister Yang, Shengjifeng's top disciple, probably doesn't possess this many. In our Kanlishen Sect, only perhaps the senior brother Gu Dao from Tianzun Peak could have this many!"

"Indeed, fifty million contribution points would take millennia to accumulate. How could this man have so many?"

"He's Senior Brother Fang Yu of Shengjifeng! Rumor says the top disciple of Shengjifeng brought a peerless genius who defeated several peak's top disciples—and even bested Senior Brother Gu Dao of Tianzun Peak. Only Fang Yu could have earned Shengjifeng's honor and been granted such massive contribution points. But fifty million? That's still too much."

"The Lord of Shengjifeng's cultivation base is profound—he's reached the 6th Level of Immortality, a position equal to Heaven itself. Such a being can refine several upper-grade Dao artifacts and donate them to the sect's treasury, earning vast contribution points. If he breaks through further to the 7th Level of Immortality, the Realm of the World Sovereign, he could even participate in crafting supreme-grade Dao artifacts!"

"Truly enviable—fifty million pure yang elixirs is a massive sum. But Senior Brother Fang isn't exchanging them for a Dao artifact—he's converting all of it into pure yang elixirs. Clearly, this senior brother has had great fortune and already possesses a Dao artifact."

A disciple, elegantly dressed in lower-grade Dao artifact robes, pondered—his keen insight immediately deduced Fang Yu possessed a Dao artifact.

Yet during the Blood River battle, no one had seen this senior brother use any Dao artifact—he relied solely on his own cultivation base.

This senior brother must not be provoked under any circumstances.

As everyone waited, the pure yang dragon spat out exactly fifty million pure yang elixirs—fifty million elixirs, equivalent to half an ancient pure yang dragon, drew intense attention.

Fang Yu and Fang Qingxue each reached out and absorbed the fifty million pure yang elixirs into their bodies.

Each received twenty-five million pure yang elixirs.

Fang Yu still had three million contribution points unused; now with twenty-five million pure yang elixirs, he felt they were sufficient—or at least sufficient for some time.

"Alright, we're leaving now."

After seeing Fang Yu and Fang Qingxue extract the fifty million pure yang elixirs, Yang Anru addressed the Merit Hall guards.

"Honorably see off Senior Sister."

The ten disciples, cultivated to the 9th Stage of Divine Abilities, bowed respectfully, watching Yang Anru and the others depart.

"What a pity, what a pity—so regrettable, so tempting."

"But envy does nothing—if we challenge a top disciple, we'll die without a grave."

"True. Every top disciple is a peerless genius, wielding terrifying divine abilities and Dao artifacts. In our Kanlishen Sect, they hold high position and great power. Though we're sons of Elders and got this lucrative post guarding the Merit Hall, we still can't offend top disciples."

"But I heard Fang Yu crippled the top disciple of Dawei Peak—the peak lord is furious."

"Furious? It doesn't matter. Our Kanlishen Sect has rules—disciples duel, elders don't interfere. Otherwise, the strong would crush the weak, and no one would ever grow. Even Senior Brother Gu Dao of Tianzun Peak, whose divine arts are invincible and who dominates all top disciples, couldn't survive if a 6th Level Immortality peak lord tried to kill him—he'd only escape."

"That's true. But being remembered by a peak lord isn't good—something might happen…"

As the Merit Hall guards murmured, Fang Yu, Fang Qingxue, and Yang Anru had already returned safely to Shengjifeng.

If Fang Yu had come alone, he might have faced interference—but with Yang Anru present, everyone gave face.

Such is the status of a top disciple of any main peak.

"Thank you this time—if not for you, there might have been trouble."

On Shengjifeng, Fang Yu said to Yang Anru.

"Brother, you're joking—of course your cultivation base can handle anything, but I do have some cultivation matters I'd like to ask you about."

Yang Anru said.

"Fine."

Fang Yu did not refuse; right away, Fang Yu, Fang Qingxue, and Yang Anru began practicing on the Dao field of Shengjifeng. Many disciples of Shengjifeng watched nearby, learning—this too was a form of Dao instruction.

Yang Anru unleashed his divine technique, attacking Fang Yu, who sat motionless and effortlessly dismantled each strike with a flick of his fingers.

This chief disciple of Shengjifeng, the most formidable in cultivation, mastered the Great Entanglement Technique; when he activated Great Entanglement Daoist Gang Qi, it moved with effortless freedom—hard or soft, rigid or pliant, concentrating into a single point like spring rain melting into the earth. Once perfected, the Daoist Gang Qi transformed endlessly, agile as dragons and snakes, vast as surging waves—truly formidable.

Yet in Dao combat, no single Dao could be invincible; for instance, when Great Entanglement met Gu Lang of Tianzun Peak's Great Tidal Technique, no matter how endlessly the Entanglement Gang Qi shifted, it could not match the relentless, rolling tide of sun and moon.

But since being forced to unlock his potential above the Blood River, Fang Yu had uncovered deeper mysteries of the Great Five Elements Dao, elevating his understanding of Dao to a far more profound level. With mere casual remarks, he guided Yang Anru using the water force of the Black Emperor Water Emperor Fist, instantly granting Yang Anru profound insights and vastly broadening his perspective.

Fang Yu also gained much benefit: though he had cultivated the Great Entanglement Technique, he had never studied its deeper transformations in detail. Now, combined with the Water Dao, he sensed a faint yet growing fusion of Daos, coalescing into a Great Immortal Art.

The Black Emperor Water Emperor Fist combined with the Great Entanglement Technique could seemingly form a Great Immortal Art.

On Shengjifeng, Fang Yu, Fang Qingxue, Yang Anru, and others sat and discussed Dao, while all disciples of Shengjifeng, observing their divine technique demonstrations, gained immense benefit.

Some disciples who cultivated Water Divine Techniques gained profound insights from watching Fang Yu's practice.

Others, observing different divine techniques, gained new perspectives on their own.

This was an excellent thing.

In fact, among all the peaks of Kanlishen Sect, the chief disciples were responsible for teaching other disciples, yet no chief disciple could possibly teach every disciple thoroughly.

Fang Yu was different—he cultivated too many divine techniques and had encountered too many Daos: among the Three Thousand Daos, the Great Five Elements, Great Calamity, Great Star, Great Cutting, and others. Even if he taught only a small fragment of any Dao, it granted other disciples fresh revelations.

Meanwhile, other disciples' divine techniques, such as the Five Elements Supreme Technique, offered Fang Yu valuable insights for his own Great Five Elements Dao, causing more and more Five Elemental Spirits and Sacred Beasts to appear on his Five Emperors Canopy, with ever more variations.

This was mutual progress.

Especially later, when disciples of Shengjifeng began cultivating the Great Destiny and Disaster Technique, contemplating the mysteries of fate and fortune, Fang Yu and Fang Qingxue, with just a few words, clarified the truth of Dao and pointed straight to their hearts.

Indeed, Fang Qingxue had gained great renown on Shengjifeng.

The Great Destiny and Disaster Technique was extremely difficult for others to comprehend—even hard to begin learning—but for Fang Qingxue, fate and fortune were crystal clear; she grasped them instantly, and guided the disciples of Shengjifeng with equal ease.

After these days of contemplation and Dao discussion, the disciples of Shengjifeng revered Fang Qingxue utterly.

Yet Fang Yu fully understood why his Qingxue-sister could comprehend the Great Destiny and Disaster Technique so effortlessly.

Fate and fortune? They were nothing compared to Destiny.

Having already comprehended the Minor Destiny Technique, for Fang Qingxue, mastering the Great Destiny and Disaster Technique was as easy as turning over one's hand.