Chapter 303: Martial Saint! (Bonus Chapter—Request Monthly Tickets)

White Bird Star.

Inside a skyscraper.

Davis held a glass of red wine, his expression serious, gazing at Oliv Jones before him.

"Davis… my friend."

Oliv Jones's face broke into a commercial smile: "I truly can't understand why you're hesitating. Are you planning to reject the olive branch of the Awe Group?"

"Oliv Jones, I'm just a small fish…"

Davis sipped his wine: "Advisor Fang is my friend. He also has strong ties with Blue Star University, Nine Sword Academy, and the Xu family. Moreover, he's a martial artist with limitless potential. I believe that if I do this today, I might gain your friendship—but when he ascends to Martial Saint, that friendship will mean nothing."

For oligarchic conglomerates, only interest matters! Interest! And nothing but interest!!

Once Fang Xing ascends to Martial Saint, the Awe Group's best choice will surely be to turn enemy into ally—and hand over Davis.

Davis isn't foolish; he sees this clearly.

"Let's talk about his connections… Blue Star University is his alma mater, closest of all. As for the Xu family and Nine Sword Academy, I believe they're merely transactional relationships—worthless before the Awe Group."

"As for the academic faction… according to the latest intelligence, Advisor Fang has refused the special assignment and plans to become a free agent."

Oliv Jones's face twisted into a mocking smile: "A free agent sounds ideal, but the first to perish in a storm! Ascending to Martial Saint through talent alone… hah, the Federation has countless Golden Core martial artists—even Grand Golden Core ones trapped for centuries. Your concerns are trivial. Besides… the last Grand Golden Core martial artist from Blue Star University was 'Wei Wei Shentong.' His end was death."

Davis took a large gulp of wine, seeming somewhat swayed: "Advisor Fang and I are close friends. He's helped me… I mean, he's an excellent, excellent friend… I need more money! Wait!"

At that moment, Davis's watch suddenly blared a shrill alarm.

"Space satellite detected an eighth-stage energy fluctuation?"

Davis immediately opened his virtual computer and swiftly operated: "Lock target… Star River Island?! System judgment—Martial Saint aura. No emergency response needed!"

"How is this possible?"

Oliv Jones stared at the screen, his face contorted: "No spiritual marrow refinement… and he broke through directly? A true genius?"

"Alright… now it's no longer a question of more money or not."

Davis kept smiling: "I refuse. Because I don't want to be killed by a Martial Saint."

The Federation's Martial Saints have immunity.

Even if he killed one of the three top officials of White Bird Star, only the Federation's Supreme Council could try him.

Once personal power transcends the norm, absolute fairness vanishes.

The Federation barely maintains relative fairness—that's already the result of technological progress and the constant efforts of the 'Omniscient Brain.'

"Impossible… how could he break through to Martial Saint right after ascending to Grand Golden Core?!"

Oliv Jones's face fell, tinged with defeat and relief: "Good… I didn't act officially. That means no enmity… Mr. Davis, the Awe Group still offers you friendship—but this time, you need do nothing."

"I know. Just keep quiet, right? I can only remain silent…"

Davis raised his glass, a flicker of relief in his heart.

'I never expected Advisor Fang to be such a true genius. No—after breaking through to Martial Saint, he didn't just unlock potential; he became a pivotal figure in the Federation.'

Oliv Jones rapidly reviewed Fang Xing's resume, then his eyes flickered: 'This Martial Saint Fang… truly isn't ordinary. We've all been fooled. His ten-year silence at Nine Sword Academy wasn't just refining his Grand Golden Core body—he likely achieved Grand Golden Core long ago, hiding, accumulating… waiting for this moment to astonish the world!'

…

Star River Island.

Outside, chaos raged—but Fang Xing didn't care.

As his Nascent Soul-level spiritual power transformed into blood qi, a terrifying aura gradually emerged on his body.

The once ethereal aura solidified, becoming tangible—transforming into Martial Saint aura!

The Martial Saint aura fused with his Golden Core's spiritual domain, merging into one—a blazing sun enveloping the entire villa, its radius expanding relentlessly.

Within the great sun, a spectral figure slowly materialized.

Seated upon a white lotus throne, his body glowed with deep vermilion-gold radiance, adorned with the thirty-two perfect marks, crowned with a topknot, radiating multicolored light, draped in silk robes, hands forming the Dharma Seal of the Realm.

Xiong Xiong!

The sun's light spilled outward—this was the 'Great Sun Dharma Realm!'

Within the realm, a crimson sun rose and fell; the original form of the Great Sun Tathagata appeared within it, his face faintly resembling Fang Xing's.

He was a doctoral student at Blue Star University who ascended to Martial Saint through the 'Tathagata Palm.' His Martial Saint spectral form was entirely logical.

As for the slight difference between this spectral form and the true Tathagata body?

Different martial artists practicing supreme martial arts naturally develop unique interpretations.

The Great Sun was the culmination of Fang Xing's personal style.

At this moment, as Fang Xing willed it, the boundless Great Sun Tathagata form condensed instantly, merging completely with himself.

Boom!

Every inch of his skin, flesh, and bones roared, granting him a brand-new enhancement!

"This is… Martial Saint power?"

Fang Xing clenched his fist, feeling he could shatter heaven and earth!

Of course, that was an illusion.

But the strength of a Martial Saint had already entered the Federation's elite combat tier!

Combined with a mech, he would border on absolute supremacy.

"The martial path has finally reached a peak… though higher mountains lie beyond."

Fang Xing sighed, his martial will sweeping through his entire body.

On his attribute panel, a new message appeared:

【Immortal Martial Artist level increased!】

【You gained a new career trait—'Condense into Nascent Soul, Disperse into Spectral Form'!】

"This trait is like an upgraded version of Immortal-Martial fusion?"

Fang Xing smiled faintly and silently activated the trait.

Instantly, his aura and spectral form vanished, replaced by a crimson 'Great Sun Nascent Soul!'

Though still Nascent Soul early stage, this Great Sun Nascent Soul was far bulkier than his Sword Nascent Soul.

Not only was its aura dense and solid, but threads of Great Sun True Fire coiled into a crimson dharma robe draped over him.

Though a Great Sun mark glowed on his third eye, his gaze remained clear as an autumn pond.

Clearly, his martial will could fully control the Great Sun Tathagata Spell—no madness, no chaos.

"Before, even if I'd condensed this Great Sun Nascent Soul, it would've risked regression. How could it be this stable?"

"This is clearly the new career trait's doing… When the Great Sun Nascent Soul disperses, it becomes the 'Great Sun Tathagata Spectral Form'?"

After slight experimentation, Fang Xing transformed his Great Sun Nascent Soul back into the spectral aura, carefully feeling the Martial Saint power.

"Hmm… first enhanced is my physique. Even in the cultivation world, this isn't yet fourth-rank lower-grade body cultivator—likely comparable to fourth-rank mid-grade, maybe even upper-grade?"

"Naturally, this is the result of my Grand Golden Core physique. A regular seventh-transformation Golden Core martial artist who barely breaks through to Martial Saint would likely only have fourth-rank lower-grade physique—a 'Weak Martial Saint.'"

"My physique—nine-transformation Golden Core, flawless and complete—makes me a 'Strong Martial Saint!' Besides, strength and speed surged, as expected…"

"And my Golden Core domain has upgraded to the 'Great Sun Dharma Realm.' Even a Golden Core perfected cultivator trapped within the 'Great Sun Dharma Realm' would become a fish on the chopping block, utterly at my mercy…"

Fang Xing stood, feeling the might of his physique, a faint smile on his face: "Finally… Martial Saint!"

"On Blue Star, Martial Saint is near the peak. Next comes the pinnacle: Martial God!"

To become a Martial God, a Martial Saint must simply cultivate a supreme martial art, continuously refining their spectral form until it ascends into a 'Dharma Body!'

For Fang Xing, when his 'Great Sun Tathagata Spectral Form' evolves into a 'Great Sun Tathagata Dharma Body,' he will enter the Martial God realm!

Of course, simple to say, impossible to achieve.

And the Federation's Martial Gods have one great advantage: scientific research confirms their cells can divide infinitely—in other words, they are 'immortal,' free from lifespan limits!

Reaching this step is, naturally, extraordinarily difficult.

"Infinite lifespan… a fine goal for the next step."

Fang Xing stretched, his awareness focusing on his attribute panel:

【Name: Fang Xing】

【Age: 51】

【Occupation: Immortal Martial Artist】

【Eighth Stage: Martial Saint】

【Martial Will Inscription: 134/200 (Proficient)】

【Dragon-Tiger Stance: 800/800 (Master)】

【Star Martial Six Extremes: 999/1000 (Master)】

【Dragon-Elephant Golden Body Divine Art: 800/800 (Master)】

【Great Sun Tathagata Spell: 300/400 (Expert)】

【Heavenly Mother Virtuous Golden Lotus Twin Guardian Original: 1/400 (Expert)】

【Great Sun Tathagata Palm: 1/100 (Familiar)】

【Gate of All Realms (Charging)】

…

"The rest is fine… after becoming a Martial Saint, I can truly cultivate the 'Great Sun Tathagata Palm.' Does its familiarity level jump a rank automatically?"

"In the future, I'll likely need to devote far more effort to this supreme martial art."

Fang Xing went to the bathroom, washed up, then changed into a casual bathrobe, feeling significantly more relaxed.

He lay back in his chair, a hint of hesitation on his face.

"Little Blue!"

After softly calling out, Xiao Lan immediately appeared: "Master… congratulations on ascending to Wu Sheng! You may even become a Wu Shen one day, achieving eternal life…"

"Heh, you're such a clever little thing. Eternal life of the flesh isn't true eternity… if the mind and spirit rot, what use is an immortal body?"

This was Fang Xing's thought.

Wu Dao on Blue Star had never been tested over a long enough time.

Wu Shen bodies are indestructible and can live forever—but what of after tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of millions of years?

Can a Wu Shen's spirit endure forever?

If it fails, if the spirit dies, collapses, goes mad… what would the body become then?

Perhaps… a brand-new offspring of a demonic god?

Or even… an Outer Realm Demonic God?!

The origin of Outer Realm Demonic Gods has always been a cutting-edge topic for Blue Star's Academy of Sciences.

Since the Creator School appeared, the "Creator Origin Theory" has gained overwhelming dominance.

But Fang Xing preferred to ponder another question: where did that original Creator come from?

"Forget it… for now, such matters are too ethereal for me."

He chuckled: "Xiao Lan, bring me the highest-security-level Nine Sword Academy briefcase."

"Yes!"

Xiao Lan responded, and soon a household robot entered carrying a case.

The case was silver-white, with an 'X' symbol on its front—the very demonic god mecha core, or rather… the seed! —that Han Han Chunfeng had once given him.

"Before, I only had a vague idea…"

"But now that I've ascended to Wu Sheng and studied so many blueprints, I've gained a preliminary understanding of the demonic god mecha. It seems feasible…"

Fang Xing entered a triple password, followed by DNA and iris verification.

Click!

The silver-white metal case opened, releasing a wave of intense cold air.

Within the cold air floated a peculiar glass vial.

At its center lay a pitch-black seed.

Merely gazing at it emitted intense spiritual corruption—even a Foundation Establishment Wu Daoist might not withstand it.

Fang Xing picked up the vial, his expression thoughtful.

Inside him, his Dharma Form shifted, transforming into the Great Sun Nascent Soul!

The Great Sun Nascent Soul's consciousness extended, fully sinking into the demonic god seed, sensing vastness and intense corruption.

Of course, to the Great Sun Nascent Soul, this level of demonic corruption was merely nourishment—something it could simply consume.

"Seems… somewhat feasible."

"Could this mecha core be refined by the Great Sun Nascent Soul, becoming its True Spirit Artifact?"

"Even if I switch to Great Sun Wu Sheng state when activating the mecha, if I can refine it, it's a massive gain… even a slight improvement in compatibility would be excellent."

"Not to mention, the final permission rights could never be taken from me again. I could then roam the Immortal Realm, killing and burning, all while staying hidden…"

As for the demonic god mecha seed's corruption?

The Great Sun Nascent Soul feared nothing.

And since the seed had not yet taken root, now was its weakest moment—the perfect time to act!

"If this succeeds, my True Spirit Artifact… will be my own mecha?!"

"Hmm… actually, that might not be so bad."

Fang Xing picked up the vial and crushed it with a sharp crack.

The glass vial was made of special glass—extremely durable, designed to seal the demonic god seed.

A single slip could cause great trouble.

But now that he had ascended to Wu Sheng, a slight squeeze of his fingers shattered the special glass effortlessly.

The seed, now in his hand, vanished instantly, slipping into the grasp of the Great Sun Nascent Soul.

The Great Sun Nascent Soul cradled the demonic god mecha seed like a child holding a toy, playing with it fondly…

(End of Chapter)