Chapter 127: Because the Sun Will Rain Today

On the moving sedan chair, Fang Can sat cross-legged and entered a state of sudden enlightenment.

With the completion of the ten layers of the Mysterious Gate, Fang Can could clearly feel that the path to his First Transformation had been thoroughly paved; he could achieve First Transformation in an instant if he wished.

But Fang Can did not do so, because he felt there was still room for improvement while in the Mortal Shedding Realm.

Although there was no further progress in realm, there was still significant room for improvement in technique, spirit, strength, speed, and defense.

According to Hearing Liu Qingmeng's account, the Path to Heaven was an amplifier.

In the Mortal Shedding Realm, all fame, accumulation, strength, and perseverance gained—whether physical or abstract concepts—could be converted into pure power.

This was also the reason Hearing Liu Qingmeng recommended Fang Can to participate in the Great Competition of the Nations; if he could obtain the title of First Among All Nations.

Converting the merit of Unparalleled Deeds into resources for the Path to Heaven Realm would bring an even massive bonus.

'So, pour forth, my talent! Release all my imagination!'

At the mere thought, Fang Can's body turned into a brain, beginning to think and refine with a willpower thirty to forty times beyond the norm.

The techniques and skills learned in the past were like building blocks, constantly being dismantled and reassembled, with each enemy serving as resources for his growth.

As these techniques changed continuously, some reached a degree where even their original owners would not recognize them.

Tiger-Suppressing Dragon-Subduing Golden Body → Particle Explosion War Body

Kasaya Demon-Suppressing Art →???

Formless Void-Clearing Finger →???

Method of Fierce Battle →???

……

It was not just a change in technique; with the Tiger-Suppressing Dragon-Subduing Golden Body of the Tiger Fiery Gate being altered into the Particle Explosion War Body, it officially represented that this technique could now penetrate deep into muscles, bones, and the five viscera.

Once mastered, the minute modifications and shifts in cellular structure would be enough to cause a huge improvement.

If Fang Can's Great Sun Indestructible Demon Body previously gave cells extreme regenerative abilities, now it could make the cells tremble completely.

However, as the techniques changed, the difficulty of cultivation increased accordingly.

To bring cells under control, as one delved deeper bit by bit, the risks were immense.

Every small change would cause a strong rejection reaction and internal bleeding within the body, roughly equivalent to the entire body undergoing a complete transformation again.

But it didn't matter; a little blood was nothing. Anyway, he wouldn't die; just endure it and it would pass.

Contemplating the transformation of the Particle Explosion War Body on his body, Fang Can roughly estimated it would take about two days to complete fully.

Inside the sedan, Ye Qingshi, who was reading a book, suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.

It was like the seductive aroma brought by the blooming of the most exquisite rose, causing her to subconsciously lift her head, only to see blood slowly oozing out from Fang Can's skin.

The scene before her eyes startled her greatly; she wanted to urgently wake Fang Can who was cultivating, yet worried that a hasty interruption might make things worse.

Calming the panicked maids beside her, she hurriedly opened the sedan chair and said to the leader, Ye Yonglie: "Father, A-Can has something to call you for."

"The God called me?" Ye Yonglie nodded and walked into the sedan chair, only to be startled by Fang Can's appearance of blood oozing from his entire body.

"The Divine Lord is definitely cultivating; we must not interfere," Ye Yonglie stated firmly.

Because he saw no expression of pain on Fang Can's face, and this bleeding on the surface did not look like symptoms of madness.

Compared to that, this looked more like the effect of cultivating some unknown technique; in the absence of understanding, he, who absolutely trusted the Gods, chose not to interfere.

And just as Fang Can was cultivating while sitting cross-legged, under the surveillance of the entire court, Wan Guixuan was rushing towards this place at high speed.

Relying on the leg strength of a First Transformation, he easily stepped past the speed of sound; in merely a dozen minutes, he had already approached Fang Can's caravan.

"What's going on..." Wan Guixuan's body made a strange sudden stop, dropping his movement speed to the minimum in a short time.

The entire process caused not a single ripple, truly like a ghost mingling in.

"Why is the Princess's group mixed up with Fang Can?" Wan Guixuan frowned tightly, looking at the sedan chair that had merged into the large group in the distance.

One could only say it was fortunate that Wan Chenyu did not come and was called back in time; otherwise, he would have had another stress reaction.

Wan Guixuan was currently under surveillance; let alone attacking Fang Can, if he truly met this fellow who might be a Fourth Transformation disciple, he would have to bow and scrape.

Hesitating while looking at the group not far away, he hesitated for a moment and vanished into the shadows, not planning to show himself.

After all, he was just escorting the Princess; as long as the Princess was safe, the mission was accomplished, so whether he showed himself or not made no difference.

Inside the palace, with Wan Guixuan's concealment, the entire court, feeling they had lost their fun, no longer paid attention.

After ordering that civil official to continue surveillance, they turned their heads to continue holding the meeting to discuss the specific content of the Imperial Selection.

And shortly after Wan Guixuan concealed himself, another figure walked towards here with measured steps.

This figure's steps were leisurely, but each stride was extremely large; one step often covered a distance of dozens of meters. It seemed very far, but in just a few steps, he approached the group.

"What is this thing?" Wan Guixuan, hidden in the dark, furrowed his brows, watching this man openly mix into the group with his own eyes.

In his eyes, the man before him carried an extremely eye-catching halo; once seen, one could not tear their eyes away.

Seeing the man enter the group, the attendants and martial artists beside him subconsciously wanted to shout a stop, but heard the other party speak first.

"I am a traveler from afar; you should take me in. What is there to be surprised about?"

As the words fell, the martial artists around, upon noticing his glass lenses, flashed a moment of trance in their eyes, then turned their heads indifferently and stopped paying attention, as if they felt this matter was entirely natural.

"Definitely a First Transformation expert, and a lineage of the confusion type... the effect is so shocking, the corresponding constraints must be huge."

"For example, it absolutely cannot take effect on martial artists of the same realm; this is also the reason I was not confused."

In the dark, Wan Guixuan's eyes narrowed slightly, but he chose to lie low without showing any emotion.

As long as the Princess was not threatened, then everything else had nothing to do with him; fighting would only create unnecessary risks.

On this point, even if the entire court asked, he would give that natural answer.

And amidst the indifferent gazes of the people around, Wang Peng suppressed the nervousness in his heart, smiled, placed his hand on the shoulder of a martial artist beside him, and said: "Hey, brother, can you tell me where Fang Can is?"

"Why should I answer this question for you?" The martial artist turned his head and said coldly.

"Because the sun will rain today, so you must answer me."

Wang Peng spoke in a flat tone, saying something completely unrelated, yet the martial artist quickly nodded seriously: "So that's how it is. The God is in the largest sedan chair at the back."

(End of this chapter)