Chapter 802

If he were willing to refine it into his legs, it would become the Xuan Huang Mother Qi Legs; if into his face, the Xuan Huang Mother Qi Face; if into his fingers, the Xuan Huang Mother Qi Fingers.

All these variations, in effect, are nearly identical.

"The logic holds, but Brother Fang, raising one's strength isn't this easy. I've cultivated the Source Heaven Book, and these days I've gathered quite a bit of source, yet I've only reached Dao Palace Third Realm. To advance to Dao Palace Fourth Realm, Fifth Realm, I'd likely need tens of millions of catties of source—it's simply too hard. Those people are now on guard."

Ye Fan frowned.

This ancient sacred body of mine consumes resources far too heavily—each realm demands more resources than the last, a true terror.

How much source could there possibly be in this world?

"Brother Fang, my current cultivation base is Dao Palace Third Realm—if I returned to Lingxu Cave Heaven now, I'd be ranked as Zhang Sect!"

Speaking of cultivation base, Pang Bo couldn't help but feel excited, then grew curious. "Brother Fang, what realm have you reached now? Last time, you defeated Yao Guang's Holy Son with a single strike—he was a Four Extremities Realm cultivator. Brother Fang, are you at Four Extremities? Transformation Dragon? Or… Immortal Platform?"

Pang Bo asked with great curiosity.

Every time he parted from this Brother Fang and met him again, he felt this Brother Fang's strength had surged to an unimaginable level—he didn't know how he cultivated, but it was absurdly fast.

Especially this meeting, Pang Bo had a feeling that this Brother Fang had gained an unimaginable opportunity; standing before them, he felt an urge to sincerely submit and prostrate himself—this feeling was utterly terrifying.

When Pang Bo asked this, Tang Fei, the descendant of the great bandit, also turned his curious gaze over.

He hadn't known much about Fang Yu before, but last time, when Fang Yu fought Yao Guang's Holy Son, the moment Yao Guang unleashed his Holy Light Technique, infinite divine radiance enveloped the surroundings—he looked like a god—yet this Fang Yu defeated him with a single strike, his power terrifyingly absurd.

These days, the eldest disciple of Weitaixuan Sect had vanished without a trace, yet now he had reappeared.

What realm had his strength reached now?

"My strength?"

Fang Yu smiled. "Right now, I could casually slay Holy Masters from all regions without effort; slaying the Supreme Elders shouldn't be much of a problem either."

"What?"

"How is this possible? Has Brother Fang's strength reached this level?"

Both Ye Fan and Pang Bo were startled, barely believing it.

Holy Masters or Supreme Elders from all regions were at least Immortal Platform Realm experts, their power boundless and terrifying—but Brother Fang claimed he could effortlessly slay them? Wasn't this too fantastical?

Remember, when they and Brother Fang arrived at this Beidou Star together via the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, Brother Fang's strength was barely beginning his cultivation—he was stronger than them, yet couldn't even fly.

Only a few years have passed, and Brother Fang has leaped from the most basic Wheel and Sea Realm, through Dao Palace Five Realms, through Four Extremities Secret Realm, through Transformation Dragon Secret Realm, and ascended to Immortal Platform Realm?

And now, upon reaching Immortal Platform Realm, he can slay Holy Masters and Supreme Elders?

Doesn't that mean Brother Fang's strength is at least Immortal Platform Second Realm?

Is there such a cultivation speed in this world?

Impossible. Absolutely impossible.

"Impossible. How could this be? Young elites of our generation are mostly at Dao Palace Fourth or Fifth Realm. Only the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters of Sacred Sects have advanced further, reaching Four Extremities Secret Realm—one secret realm, one realm. Thus, those Holy Sons and Holy Daughters crush all rivals in their realm. As for young experts who've reached Transformation Dragon Realm, none exist now—unless they're from the previous generation or even earlier. If they hadn't perished, they'd likely have reached Transformation Dragon Realm by now. As for Immortal Platform Realm, only Holy Sons and Holy Daughters from thousands of years ago—the current leaders of the Sacred Sects—could reach it. How could Brother Fang's cultivation base have reached this?"

Tang Fei simply could not believe that this Brother Fang had already reached Immortal Platform Realm.

This blatantly violated the laws of the Cultivation World.

No matter how talented a person is, there are limits—how could anyone leap across several major realms in just a few years to reach Immortal Platform Realm?

Consider the Dao Palace Secret Realm: for most cultivators, advancing from Dao Palace First Realm to Second Realm takes three to five years.

To leap from Dao Palace Fifth Realm into Four Extremities Secret Realm requires decades of refinement—so those who've entered Four Extremities Secret Realm now are undoubtedly the most outstanding geniuses of the Sacred Sects, the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters.

Fang Yu smiled faintly, saying nothing. His cultivation advancement was indeed incomprehensible to cultivators of Shrouding Heaven Realm, and even most cultivators of Eternal Life Realm couldn't grasp it—let alone in the countless worlds and boundless chaos, no one could imagine it.

In three or two years, advancing from Physical Body Secret Realm to Longevity Second Realm, the Immortal Body state—even in Eternal Life Realm, some cultivators take over two thousand years to achieve this. Such a leap in Shrouding Heaven Realm would be equivalent to rising from a mortal to Immortal Platform Second or Third Realm in three years—no one would believe it.

Think of it: when Fang Yu, Ye Fan, and Pang Bo arrived at Beidou, their realms were roughly equal—all at Wheel and Sea Realm. In these three or two years, Ye Fan and Pang Bo have labored hard to reach Dao Palace Third Realm, already considered exceptional geniuses, while Fang Yu has directly reached Immortal Platform Realm. If this spread, who would believe it?

If he can reach Immortal Platform Realm in three years, won't he become an Emperor in five?

So Tang Fei's disbelief was entirely normal.

Fang Yu said nothing more, simply extended a finger—and a simple wooden table appeared in midair, upon it wine and elixirs.

The wine was spirit wine refined from Black Emperor Water Emperor Daoist Gang Qi and Green Emperor Wood Emperor Daoist Gang Qi.

The elixirs were Pure Yang Pills.

Each pill emitted an overwhelmingly dense Pure Yang energy, purer than even the fiercest solar flames in the heavens.

Each of these pills was like a miniature sun.

"These are some benefits I gained on my recent travels. Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and you, Tang Fei—taste them together."

Fang Yu smiled.

He was now a titan of Longevity Secret Realm, Immortal Body state, inhaling and exhaling Celestial Qi at a hundred to a thousand times the rate of others at his level—he could refine fifty thousand Pure Yang Pills in a single day. Now, pulling out dozens, hundreds, even thousands of Pure Yang Pills was but a drop in the ocean.

He was no longer the impoverished man he once was.

The first time Fang Yu came to Shrouding Heaven Realm, even Essence Pills were precious—he had few, and giving one away was a tremendous favor.

"This… this… is too precious."

Pang Bo stammered in shock, staring at the spirit wine and elixirs—the aura of the wine, even a single wisp, made him feel utterly comfortable; the elixirs were miniature suns—could a human truly swallow such things?

"Energy! So pure! This is a divine elixir! Absolutely divine! Even my old man at home has never seen such a divine elixir!"

Tang Fei also cried out in shock, reaching to grab a Pure Yang Pill to swallow—but this pill, forged from nine supreme Yang energies of the Celestial Realm of Eternal Life, radiated blazing intensity; one pill was more valuable than most magic treasures, and if swallowed directly, his entire body might explode.

"Thank you, Brother Fang—for sharing such divine elixirs with us."

Neither Pang Bo nor Tang Fei moved immediately, but Ye Fan's eyes gleamed—he reached out, seized a Pure Yang Pill, and the surging Pure Yang energy seemed to purify all evil, annihilate all demonic qi, even incinerate a normal cultivator's body to ash—yet on Ye Fan's palm, it stirred not a ripple.

Then, Ye Fan swallowed the Pure Yang Pill.

The moment the pill entered his body, it transformed into surging Pure Yang energy—an infinite torrent.

A look of astonishment rose on Ye Fan's face—he recalled how Brother Fang once gave him an Essence Pill, which had already been extremely potent, but now he felt this pill's efficacy was tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of times stronger.

After swallowing this divine pill, he felt he could go a month without eating—perhaps even three months.

Yes, the energy contained in this pill was simply too vast, beyond his imagination.

Yet as he channeled his full strength to refine it, the pill transformed into abundant energy, elevating his cultivation base.

The more he refined it, the more his body thrilled, and the faster he refined it.

Soon, he fully refined this elixir, and he felt himself drawing closer to the 4th Stage of Dao Palace Realm.

"Ye Fan, your physique is indeed formidable. I've seen others at this realm consume just one Pure Yang Elixir and be full—you can still swallow more."

Fang Yu saw this and laughed.

"So this elixir is called Pure Yang Elixir? Indeed, its name fits—it's utterly yang, packed with immense energy. But my Primal Ancient Holy Body can eat a lot more."

Ye Fan reached out again, grabbing several more Pure Yang Elixirs, and began refining them.

Pang Bo and Tu Fei drank spiritual wine instead, feeling their current state was better suited for it, as it could greatly enhance their strength.

As for Fang Yu, he observed the changes within Ye Fan's body, pondering whether to try the Conceal Heaven Method of this world.

Originally, as an Eternal Life Realm being, he could never cultivate the Conceal Heaven Method, for his body's structure differed from that of the Conceal Heaven people—his interior lacked such things as the Bitter Sea; they simply did not exist. But since his cultivation base reached the Immortal Body stage, where his flesh held nothing, he could now manifest anything.

He could transform between male and female; lacking something, he could create it himself—no great challenge.

He could not possibly cultivate every single micro-particle with the Eternal Life Method, for if he did, returning to the Eternal Life Realm would still make it hard for him to forge his own path.

Sometimes, it was still worth a slight trial.

Just as Fang Yu was contemplating this, Ye Fan's realm began to ascend—he swallowed several Pure Yang Elixirs and directly advanced to the 4th Stage of Dao Palace Realm.

"He advanced to the 4th Stage of Dao Palace Realm so easily… without any Source…"

With this sudden advancement, Ye Fan felt his body brimming with power—vastly stronger than before. Indeed, even a single step forward within the Dao Palace Realm was immensely beneficial.

"Thank you, Brother Fang."

Ye Fan thanked Fang Yu again.

"It's nothing. By the way, Ye Fan, what are you all doing here?"

Fang Yu asked.

"Brother Fang, Little Ye was being hunted by the Primal Ancient Ji Clan and the Yaoguang Sacred Sect. I couldn't stand it, so I brought them to rest in the territory of the Green Dragon King. I never expected to meet you here—it's a great joy in life. But now that we've reached the Green Dragon King's territory, should we pay him a visit?"

Tu Fei said.

"Of course, we should meet him."

Fang Yu nodded.

"I'll lead the way."

After eating and drinking their fill, all had gained considerable progress. Tu Fei volunteered and directly led Fang Yu and the others to an oasis.

Upon arriving, Tu Fei pulled out a jade pendant inscribed with the character "Tu"—clearly carved by the Seventh Great Bandit, Tu Tian.

He activated the jade, and in an instant, light flared—the scenery before them changed drastically. They entered a strange space.

This was a space opened by ancient sages. Everywhere were lakes and rivers, mountains, forests, and grasses, suffused with spiritual energy.

"Who's there?!"

From ahead, atop a cloud-wreathed Xianshan, a voice shouted.