Chapter 77: Long Xuan

In one stroke, Fang Yu slew the Evil Moon Prince, who stood at the peak of the 10th Stage of Physical Body, Divine Transformation Realm — something he had long been preparing for.

Earlier, when fighting those sand bandits, he had not used any spirit-tier treasures, for fear of startling the Evil Moon Prince into fleeing and thus being unable to kill him.

Yet he still displayed his own ferocity: clad in the Yuhua Sect's magic robe and wielding the flying sword magic treasure Fang Qingxue had given him, even when facing a thousand-strong band of sand bandits he still held the upper hand, and so he forced the bandit leader, the Evil Moon Prince, to strike in a sneak attack.

The Evil Moon Prince — an existence at the peak of the 10th Stage of Physical Body, Divine Transformation — had long ago eaten a Six-Winged Blood Bat of the great desert, making his physical body far stronger than that of an ordinary Divine Transformation Realm expert. He was the man the Yuhua Sect's sect mission had designated for capture, yet now he had been slain by Fang Yu, who stood at the 9th Stage of Physical Body, Realm of Spirit Communication.

With the Evil Moon Prince dead, the remaining sand bandits scattered like birds and beasts, and now, across the vast desert, only Fang Yu remained.

"I had originally intended to temper myself here in the desert, but I can't keep the Evil Moon Prince's head stored inside the Myriad Worlds King Map forever — I'll just head back."

Gazing at the Evil Moon Prince he had slain, Fang Yu decided to return directly to the Yuhua Sect.

For a target of the Evil Moon Prince's caliber, bringing back his physical body alone would earn him the chance to sit for the Yuhua Sect's inner-sect examination, and he would also be rewarded with a spirit-tier treasure.

Although Fang Yu had wanted to temper himself in the Vast Sea Desert and raise his Physical Body Realm to the 10th Stage of Physical Body, Divine Transformation, for now he could first elevate his status — pass the inner-sect disciple examination, and then resume his tempering later; it wouldn't be too late.

Using the Myriad Worlds King Map to collect the Evil Moon Prince's corpse, Fang Yu mounted a celestial crane and set out on the road back to the Yuhua Sect.

He came in haste, and he returned in haste.

On this tempering expedition, he had run into a band of sand bandits and slain their leader, the Evil Moon Prince — a considerable haul by any measure.

When Fang Yu returned to the Yuhua Sect, he rode his crane to the front of the Inner Immortal Court.

The Inner Immortal Court — this was the place every outer-sect disciple had to visit in order to become an inner-sect disciple.

The Yuhua Sect had several hundred thousand outer-sect disciples, yet only three to five thousand inner-sect disciples; one could see just how difficult it was for an outer-sect disciple to be promoted to inner-sect status. But once one achieved inner-sect disciple status, the benefits would leap to an entirely higher tier.

Food and drink, clothing, weapons — all would undergo a qualitative change; and most importantly, in cultivation techniques, one could obtain techniques for cultivating spiritual power.

Techniques for converting the vigorous qi and blood of a powerful physical body into spiritual power.

Fang Yu had obtained the Yuanchen Spiritual Art that Fang Qingxue had bestowed upon him — a technique that every inner-sect disciple was entitled to cultivate.

"It's been less than a month, and I've already stepped into the Inner Immortal Court."

Stepping into the Inner Immortal Court, Fang Yu saw that this compound was steeped in a profound, secluded atmosphere everywhere. A faint fragrance drifted through every corner, quiet and still, with an ethereal air of immortality. And unlike the other immortal courts, which bustled with people coming and going and rang with the hubbub of voices, this one had hardly anyone in it.

"Halt. Who are you? Don't you know outer-sect disciples may not enter the Inner Immortal Court at will?"

Just as Fang Yu was moving forward, a voice rang out.

Fang Yu looked over and saw that it was a tall, slender woman dressed in light-yellow clothes. She was not wearing the magic robe that every Yuhua Sect disciple wore, marking her as a person of unusual status.

"Oh… I've completed a sect mission and come to the Inner Immortal Court to obtain the qualification to sit for the inner-sect disciple examination."

Fang Yu's gaze swept over her; the yellow-clad woman's strength seemed to be above his own — she had already reached the 10th Stage of Physical Body, Divine Transformation Realm — and an air of mystery clung to her whole being, clearly indicating she carried a magic treasure on her person.

"Oh? You've completed a sect mission and can obtain the qualification for the inner-sect examination? What proof do you have? If it's genuine, I can take you there myself."

The yellow-clad woman sized Fang Yu up and down with a glance, then spoke.

When this yellow-clad woman spoke, there was a quality of威严 without anger — as if she were a superior, lofty and remote.

"On this trip to temper myself in the Vast Sea Desert, I was encircled by sand bandits and ran into their leader, the Evil Moon Prince. I slew him and brought his corpse back."

With a wave of his hand, Fang Yu produced the Evil Moon Prince's corpse.

"What? The Evil Moon Prince? It really is the Evil Moon Prince. He was an existence at the peak of the 10th Stage of Physical Body, Divine Transformation Realm — and you actually slew him?"

The yellow-clad woman examined the corpse in Fang Yu's hands closely, and saw that the man was indeed at the 10th Stage of Physical Body, and was indeed the wanted sand-bandit leader of the Yuhua Sect — the Evil Moon Prince.

This Evil Moon Prince had once led his sand bandits through the Vast Sea Desert, appearing and vanishing without a trace. There had been immortal-path disciples who wished to slay him before, but the Evil Moon Prince was extremely shrewd — whenever he couldn't win, he would vanish in a flash, and in the desert there was almost no one who could catch him.

Now the Evil Moon Prince had actually been slain by the man before her, dead beyond any hope of revival.

"Junior Brother, what fine skills — to actually be able to slay the Evil Moon Prince. May I know Junior Brother's name?"