Chapter 99: Helping Fang Qingxue to the Best of My Ability

In the distance, there was the Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Knife; the woman was naturally Fang Qingxue, the eldest daughter of the Fang family.

There, the Seven Fiendish Wolf Smoke of Tianlang rose straight into the sky, but was instantly sliced apart by the Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Knife, scattering everywhere in disarray.

"Seven Fiendish Wolf Smoke, Seven Fiendish Gourd."

Fang Yu observed the distant battle, knowing that the Seven Fiendish Wolf Smoke was merely a wisp of vapor—a highly potent spiritual artifact.

And the Seven Fiendish Gourd that contained the smoke was even a magic treasure, a gourd cultivated by a Longevity Secret Realm cultivator of the Yaoshen Sect, born already as a magic treasure, capable of storing not only the Seven Fiendish Wolf Smoke but also other powerful substances.

This was the introduction given by the Yuhua Sect Elder regarding the Tianlang True Person Wang Molin.

If this Tianlang True Person were slain, the Yuhua Sect Elders would reward a Yin-Yang Wan Shou Pill.

Now Fang Qingxue intended to slay this "Tianlang True Person" and shatter his magic treasure.

Fang Yu's expression shifted slightly; Fang Qingxue's cultivation had already reached the 4th Stage of Divine Abilities, Yin-Yang Realm, her Daoist Gang Qi possessing sentience—he could not guess how many Xuan Huang Lie Ma forces she possessed, yet this Tianlang True Person Wang Molin dared to challenge Fang Qingxue relying solely on a magic treasure.

This was truly foolish.

How could a 10th Stage of Physical Body, Realm of Divine Transformation, dare oppose a 4th Stage of Divine Abilities? Where did he get the courage?

Did the magic treasure give him such confidence?

As Fang Yu pondered, his gaze turned afar and saw Fang Qingxue casually slicing through the Tianlang smoke beneath her Purple Lightning and Thunder, the wolf smoke, comparable to a spiritual artifact, effortlessly shattered by her Yin-Yang Great Serpent.

Even from afar, Fang Yu heard the Tianlang True Person's pained curses.

"Damn it! Fang Qingxue, how could your cultivation advance so fast—you've already reached the Yin-Yang Realm!"

A smoke sphere emerged from the thunder, soaring through the sky at blinding speed, leaving behind a long tail.

Inside the smoke sphere was a man clad in ink-green robes, clutching a small gourd from which wisps of smoke continuously poured, completely enveloping his entire body.

His flight speed was extremely fast, like a shooting star crossing the heavens, and he was heading straight toward Fang Yu's direction.

"What a coincidence?"

Seeing the Tianlang True Person fly past him, Fang Yu snapped to attention and summoned the Vajra Club he had obtained from Lei Yinsi, unleashing his 10th Stage of Physical Body, Realm of Divine Transformation power to launch the club skyward, where it erupted with Purple Lightning and Thunder, momentarily halting the Tianlang True Person.

"Damn!"

Just as the Tianlang True Person Wang Molin was about to flee, a magic treasure suddenly shot upward, exploding with Purple Lightning and Thunder, shattering much of his protective wolf smoke—he was both shocked and furious.

Looking down, he realized a young man had summoned this magic treasure to block his path.

"Damn it!"

Wang Molin's heart surged with unprecedented rage—he was about to unleash the Seven Fiendish Gourd to kill this obstacle when Fang Qingxue's voice rang out nearby.

"Still trying to run?"

Fang Qingxue's white robes fluttered, the two Yin-Yang Purple Lightning Serpents now beneath her feet, making her seem like a goddess descending from heaven, commanding all.

At this moment, she clasped her hands together, thick purple lightning coiling around them, transforming into a bow one person tall, then several strands of purple lightning coalesced into arrows, nocked upon the bow.

"No good!"

As Wang Molin felt a dreadful premonition, the purple lightning arrow ripped through the air and instantly struck his body, obliterating all his defenses.

"Ah! The Xiantianmo Bow Force—you've fused the Mo Sect's demonic arts with the Immortal path's Divine Abilities!"

Wang Molin let out a horrific cry as his protective wolf smoke shattered, his body plummeting, his robes igniting, his eyebrows standing on end, his face twisted in an instant.

The purple lightning arrow shattered Wang Molin's protective Daoist Gang Qi but did not vanish—it transformed into a Purple Lightning Great Serpent, instantly biting the Seven Fiendish Gourd and erasing all its blood essence.

Another bolt of purple lightning descended, utterly slaying Wang Molin.

"Without the Seven Fiendish Gourd, a 10th Stage of Physical Body dares still challenge me?"

Seeing Wang Molin's corpse lifeless, Fang Qingxue reached out and seized it, then descended, her gaze falling upon Fang Yu, Fang Han, and Princess Hongyi.

"Greetings, Senior Sister Fang."

Seeing Fang Qingxue land, Fang Yu immediately stepped forward, while Fang Han and Princess Hongyi also greeted her.

"Hm? Fang Yu. You've also come to the Hanhai Desert to train? You've become an inner disciple of the Yuhua Sect? And reached the 10th Stage of Physical Body, Realm of Divine Transformation? Excellent, very excellent—you're truly a worthy Fang family scion. Was it you who summoned the Vajra Club just now to block Wang Molin?"

Fang Qingxue scrutinized Fang Yu, instantly discerning his physical condition.

With her 4th Stage of Divine Abilities, Yin-Yang Realm, a single glance, a single spiritual perception, she could perceive every vital current within his body, inside and out—she nodded immediately.

"Yes, Senior Sister. Just now, seeing you about to slay Wang Molin, I used the Vajra Club to briefly hinder him. Congratulations on slaying this Tianlang True Person."

A smile appeared on Fang Yu's face.

"Wang Molin's own strength was merely 10th Stage of Physical Body, Realm of Divine Transformation, but with this magic treasure gourd planted by the Yaoshen Sect—the Seven Fiendish Gourd—he barely escaped death from me. Yet with your interference, he was finally slain. His corpse is worth one Yin-Yang Wan Shou Pill. Tell me, how should I reward you? Should I reward you with a Yin-Yang Wan Shou Pill to aid your advancement into the Divine Ability Secret Realm?"

Fang Qingxue, having slain the Tianlang True Person and acquired a magic treasure, was in a good mood and spoke.

"The Yin-Yang Wan Shou Pill is indeed precious, but I too was fortunate enough to slay the Red Powder Crown Prince and obtained his corpse—if I return, I should also receive a Yin-Yang Wan Shou Pill."

Fang Yu smiled.

He displayed the corpse of the Red Powder Crown Prince, which he carried with him.

"Hm? The Red Powder Crown Prince? You slew him too?"

A flicker of surprise appeared on Fang Qingxue's cold face.

Her gaze returned to him. "It seems you've had many extraordinary encounters these days—you've slain the Red Powder Crown Prince. Indeed, killing him grants one Yin-Yang Wan Shou Pill. You, as a Fang family scion, truly deserve proper cultivation."

"Fang Yu, come with me underground to train. Do something for me, and if you break through into the Divine Ability Secret Realm, I shall reward you with this magic treasure—the Seven Fiendish Gourd."

"Yes."