Chapter 32

"In short, His Majesty's meaning is that if you can defeat me, I will let you go to the Lower Upper Realm. You should just give up this idea."

He Zixuan smiled bitterly: "Anyway, you are so tired after finishing 'Dream of the Red Chamber,' it's good to take a rest."

"I must enter the Lower Upper Realm!"

Lv Fang said solemnly.

Since he learned that this world is restricted by the Heavenly Dao, he should take advantage of his low realm to seize more luck; once his realm is high and he is restricted by the Heavenly Dao again, there will be no difference between him and waiting for death.

So he must go to the Lower Upper Realm to seize a large amount of luck.

The Heavenly Dao in the Lower Upper Realm is incomplete; there, whether it is fighting or taking Book Fragrance to improve one's realm, it is much better than in the outside world.

"Then there's no way, you must defeat me."

He Zixuan said helplessly.

"Fine, then let's spar."

Lv Fang said seriously.

His Book Spirit Yan Chixia is Seventh-Rank, First Stage, which is already stronger than a normal Seventh-Rank, First Stage scholar.

Plus, the supernatural power "Flower Burial Chant" can restrict He Zixuan.

Even if the Book Spirit cannot obtain the enhancement of "Flower Burial Chant," it doesn't mean he doesn't have the strength to fight.

"How could you possibly defeat me?"

He Zixuan shook his head and stopped persuading him; only by letting Lv Fang see the gap between them could he give up the idea of going to the Lower Upper Realm.

"Then we'll only know after trying."

Lv Fang went to the open space in the courtyard first.

He Zixuan followed him out of the study and stood there with his arms crossed, completely unguarded.

In his view, Lv Fang had no chance of winning.

Even if Lv Fang could use the Book Spirit Yan Chixia to defeat Xiao Jinchen, who was two ranks higher, he himself is Seventh-Rank, Third Stage, and a leader in controlling Vast Noble Qi.

He is not someone an ordinary person can compare to!

"Please advise."

Lv Fang cupped his hands, and petals of pink peach blossoms descended from thin air with him as the center.

A gust of wind stirred the petals into a ring, dancing around He Zixuan, and the target was locked.

"Is this a supernatural power?"

The contempt on He Zixuan's face disappeared; he felt that his Haoran Zhengqi was being suppressed by some kind of power.

He waved his sleeves vigorously, wanting to disperse the petals in front of him.

However, those petals locking onto him were intangible and could not be dispersed at all.

Clang!

A sword hum sounded.

The Book Spirit Yan Chixia, who appeared beside Lv Fang, flashed a small fluorescent moon sword, which split into two, then four...

"Ten Thousand Swords Technique: One Hundred Swords!"

Yan Chixia pointed, and a hundred sword lights connected into a line, shooting towards He Zixuan not far away.

"Clouds and Mist from the Brush!"

He Zixuan shouted loudly, and a giant brush-shaped "

cloud and mist" suddenly appeared in front of him, wrapping his whole person inside.

"Strange Gate Flying Armor."

Lv Fang shouted almost at the same time; while the mysterious armor was attached to his body, he ran to the left without hesitation.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

A hundred sword lights pierced through the clouds and mist.

He Zixuan was not in the clouds and mist at all; he had come behind Lv Fang at some point, wanting to capture the thief by capturing the leader first, but who knew that Lv Fang had sensed this and used the mysterious armor to pull away the distance.

The strength of Momentum is linked to perception; a strong physique leads to sufficient Momentum.

Because Lv Fang had taken a large amount of Book Fragrance, his physique and Momentum were more than one rank higher than an ordinary person's.

"How is your speed so fast?"

He Zixuan's face drooped, and just as he asked his question, a hundred sword lights "stabbed" at him again.

The speed of the sword lights was too fast!

He Zixuan had been distracted just now and couldn't dodge at all, so he had to forcibly condense a shield of Haoran Zhengqi to resist the sword lights.

Clang, clang, clang...

The sword lights kept consuming the shield, and the last sword light turned into a small fluorescent moon sword, knocking He Zixuan several feet away.

"I won't hold back anymore!"

He Zixuan was ashamed and angry, and his whole body's Haoran Zhengqi surged out: "Flying down three thousand feet, suspected to be the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens."

The battle poem was released, and Lv Fang looked up as if he had sensed something, only to see a huge waterfall of Haoran Zhengqi crashing down on him from a hundred feet in the air.

Lv Fang exerted all his strength to drive the mysterious armor and narrowly dodged He Zixuan's manifested battle poem waterfall!

"Birds fly away in a thousand mountains..."

He Zixuan released battle poems one after another.

Lv Fang, within the range of "Flower Burial Chant," was extremely fast; these attacks were either dodged by him or couldn't touch him at all before being scattered by the small fluorescent moon sword.

The battle lasted for an hour.

"Stop, stop, stop! I admit defeat!"

He Zixuan's face was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept falling from his cheeks.

The attack methods he used all consumed a huge amount of Haoran Zhengqi; even if he took some elixirs, he couldn't replenish them in a short time.

He had used all kinds of methods, but couldn't touch Lv Fang even once.

His Haoran Zhengqi was overused, and He Zixuan really couldn't hold on anymore; anyway, he had done his best, and if His Majesty asked, he could say that Lv Fang was just too "perverted."

It wasn't that he couldn't beat him, but that he really couldn't touch him.

And for some reason, Lv Fang seemed to have no consumption at all; he had fought for an hour and didn't show any signs of fatigue.

"Have you been taking Book Fragrance just now?"

He Zixuan asked.

"Yes." Lv Fang nodded.

The function of Book Fragrance was something he had made public; everyone knew he had Book Fragrance, so there was no need to hide it.

A thumb-nail-sized piece of Book Fragrance could restore six-tenths of the physical strength and Momentum of a Seventh-Rank person.

Most importantly, the replenishment of Book Fragrance is very rapid.

If it weren't for the replenishment of Book Fragrance during the battle just now, even with the enhancement of the supernatural power "Flower Burial Chant," Lv Fang would have been defeated by He Zixuan.

He Zixuan shook his head repeatedly and said: "Such precious Book Fragrance is wasted by you like this, just because you want to go to the Lower Upper Realm? Xiao Yunru is the number one Seventh-Rank, Third Stage person; I couldn't do anything to you, but he is different."

"I am already considered a leader among the Seventh-Rank, Third Stage, but I was defeated by Xiao Yunru in less than ten moves three years ago."

Lv Fang said solemnly: "So what if he is the number one Seventh-Rank, Third Stage? If he keeps his promise, that's fine, but if he dares to have murderous intent, then it's not certain who will win! I must go to the Lower Upper Realm!"

If he couldn't beat Xiao Yunru, he could still run.

If he really couldn't run, he could still use Book Fragrance to consume him.

He had even destroyed the Fifth-Rank demon race genius Ying Li, would he be afraid of a Seventh-Rank, Third Stage Xiao Yunru?

"You, even if you have the 'Peach Blossom' supernatural power restriction..."

He Zixuan tried to persuade him a couple more times.

Lv Fang didn't respond, walked to the desk, spread the paper, and ground the ink:

"I plan to write another book. When I finish it, I will have someone send it to you. You let the Prime Minister take a look and see if it can continue to be serialized in the Great Zhou Literary Gazette."

He Zixuan followed Lv Fang into the room to continue persuading him, and hearing this, he couldn't help but frown: "Did I hear that right? You want to write another book now? Are you sure you don't want to take a good rest before writing?"

"Many people outside are watching you now; if you rush to write a book and it's too different from 'Dream of the Red Chamber,' I'm afraid you'll be criticized."

Lv Fang said confidently: "I have confidence in this book."

There are seventeen days left until the Lower Upper Realm opens.

Before entering the Lower Upper Realm, he needs to obtain more Book Fragrance.

Writing the third book obtained from the Ink Brush Realm, with the blessing of the Grand Void Illusion, might bring unexpected surprises.

"You want to write now? Then I'll wait a while before leaving."

He Zixuan found a nearby chair and sat down, probing: "Do you plan to write a book similar to 'Dream of the Red Chamber'? Otherwise, don't finish 'Dream of the Red Chamber,' just keep writing."

Lv Fang smiled lightly: "'Dream of the Red Chamber' has already finished; writing more would be gilding the lily. I plan to write about..."

South of the capital.

A beam of light shot straight into the clouds from the "Lord Wenguan" residence.

Li Yu stood in the courtyard, looked up at the beam of light rising into the sky, and said in surprise: "The place where this strange phenomenon appeared is..."

"Hahaha..." Seeing the strange phenomenon of the beam of light, the Shi family Semi-Sage Sima Yu laughed up at the sky; the book in his hand fell to the ground, and he had already disappeared.

"What has Junior Brother Lv done again to cause such a strange phenomenon?"

The great Confucian Wang Fu stood up in surprise.

Most of the people in the capital looked towards the beam of light, only to hear a sound like a heavenly voice...