Chapter 94: The Feeling of Revenge Is Satisfying

The famed tenth on the Shanhe List, Xu Yuan Jiankong, was suddenly knocked unconscious by Fang Yu—a shock to every disciple present.

Xu Yuan Jiankong possessed a spiritual weapon sword, a spiritual weapon robe, and an exceptionally strong physical body, yet he still lost to Fang Yu of the Fang family and was knocked out; this made everyone wince at the very sound of the surname "Fang."

"Fang Han, last time this minor Prince of the Blood attacked you without cause, calling you a cat or a dog—it's time you returned the favor."

After swiftly defeating Xu Yuan Jiankong, Fang Yu did not move further, but turned his gaze toward Fang Han.

"Yes, Senior Brother Fang Yu."

Fang Han nodded, stepped forward, and faced the Prince of the Blood. "Prince of the Blood, come. Last time you called me a cat or a dog—today I return the insult. Ten years is too long; we seize the moment. Grudges are repaid, grievances avenged—let us fight fairly!"

"Fine, that's what you said."

The Prince of the Blood's face twisted with malice; suddenly he stepped forward, his footwork eerily elusive—no one recognized the style—as one finger shot straight to Fang Han's throat.

This finger technique differed entirely from the Prince of the Blood's previous martial arts—mysterious, dark, cold, and venomous.

"The Long Hatred Finger Technique—this is demonic sect martial arts."

Princess Hongyi cried out again.

This Prince of the Blood not only knew martial arts from the Xiandaoshi Sect's Wangui Xiandao, but also wielded techniques from another branch of the Seven Demonic Sects—yet here, within the Yuhuaxian Sect, he showed no restraint in using demonic arts.

Fang Yu murmured in admiration; he knew few martial arts himself—only the three standard sets for Yuhua Sect's outer sect disciples and the three for inner sect disciples—but this Prince of the Blood and Princess Hongyi had clearly learned far more, especially Princess Hongyi, who could name every martial art others used.

Perhaps I should exchange insights with this princess.

At that moment, Fang Han unleashed a martial art—not the Yuhua Sect's Songhe Wan Shou Fist—but the Qunxing Sect's Seven Stars Fist; his feet trod the Seven Stars, his body surged like the Dajiang tide, churning up a thousand piles of snow, causing the Prince of the Blood's Long Hatred Finger Technique to miss.

Then he struck with the Seven Stars Fist's Kuixing Kick the Dipper—his entire being radiated the aura of the Lord of All Stars.

In that instant, Fang Han seemed the sovereign of the stars, the king of the celestial host, the boundless starry sky his to roam; his spirit formed a mysterious bond with heaven, earth, and the vast cosmos.

"Qunxing Sect—the Seven Stars Fist of one of the Xiandaoshi Sects—he knows it?"

Princess Hongyi recognized the fist technique again, her eyes filled with shock, then she couldn't help but praise it.

"How is this possible?"

The Prince of the Blood's hired ally had already been defeated, his advantage lost; now he never expected that Fang Han, whom he'd dismissed as insignificant, would suddenly radiate such a dominant aura.

His aura faltered, recoiled inward, his hands forming a screen as he shifted from offense to defense.

"Can you hold out?!"

Fang Han stepped on the Seven Stars again, his hands executing the Technique of Gathering All Heroes—ten fingers flicked like plucking a pipa, striking at the Prince of the Blood's neck, wrists, and other vital blood points.

This technique was brutally fierce; ten fingers wielded with supreme dominance, utterly unlike Yuhua Sect's martial arts.

"Puff!"

A long, bloody gash appeared on the Prince of the Blood's face—blood streamed down, utterly shaming him.

"Prince of the Blood, you're nothing. Next time you see me, keep your distance—or I won't mind hitting you every time."

Having won the upper hand, Fang Han finally exhaled his pent-up resentment; he struck once more, sending the Prince of the Blood flying, then stood still, gazing at Fang Yu. "Senior Brother Fang Yu, let's go train—we don't need to waste time on such trash."

"Fang Han's words are right. Let's go."

Fang Yu nodded and walked forward; Fang Han and Princess Hongyi followed behind.

All three mounted celestial cranes and departed from the Yuhuaxian Sect, heading toward the Hanhai Desert.

This was Fang Yu's second journey to the Hanhai Desert.

On his first trip, his luck held—he encountered the exiled Prince Xieyue, who granted him qualification for the inner sect examination.

Now, as Fang Yu stepped into the Hanhai Desert once more, if he could slay the Heavenly Wolf True Person Wang Molin, or the Crimson Prince, or the Pure Fox Demon Girl, he could obtain a Yin-Yang Wan Shou Pill—greatly increasing his chance to ascend to the Divine Ability Secret Realm.

Of course, even if he didn't encounter any of them, he still needed to train rigorously in the Hanhai Desert, refining his spirit, preparing for his final step into the Divine Ability Secret Realm.

Traveling slowly, avoiding overexerting the celestial cranes, Fang Yu and the others finally reached the Hanhai Desert by nightfall.

"This is the Hanhai Desert? Thank heaven the sect provided True Water Talismans—otherwise training here would be nearly impossible."

Fang Han dismounted from his crane, feeling the desert's dryness, pulled out a True Water Talisman, and drank a few sips of water.

"The Hanhai Desert is always the first choice for outer and inner sect disciples to train. I've heard many Yuhua Sect inner sect disciples train beneath this desert, in the Underground World, honing their spirits."

Princess Hongyi also drank a few sips, surveying the distant landscape. "I wonder if tonight will be a peaceful night—I suspect we'll be spotted by desert bandits the moment we appear."

"Even if bandits spot us, it's no big deal—perfect for training."

Fang Yu smiled. "I actually hope they come. If we search for them, it's better to wait by the stump and let them come to us."

"Senior Brother Fang Yu is right—we should train here."

Princess Hongyi nodded, found a spot, sat cross-legged, and began cultivating something unknown.

Fang Yu sat down as well.

As a Yuhua Sect inner sect disciple, he could now formally cultivate three inner sect martial arts: Yuan Chen Spirit Art, Hun Dong Breathing Technique, and Earth Haoran Qi. Yuan Chen Spirit Art and Hun Dong Breathing Technique both refine the spirit; Earth Haoran Qi cultivates the spirit of heaven and earth's righteous qi, usable in combat.

If Fang Yu faced demons again, he could use Earth Haoran Qi to annihilate them—righteous qi being the demons' natural enemy.

Fang Yu now activated the Hun Dong Breathing Technique, inhaling and exhaling spirit, purifying it—his mind's spirit continuously condensed, as if transforming into a liquid-like substance.