Chapter 259: Fang Can Fishing, Let the Willing Bite

'Is the fourth transformation itself part of the rules?'

Several faces showed confusion as they turned to Baixiaosheng, hoping he would explain further.

Baixiaosheng slowly curled his index finger and explained with a mysterious expression: 'The Tuifan Body realm is, at its core, merely a martial artist.'

Though possessing enough brute strength to fight ten thousand, it is fundamentally no different from wood or iron.

'Even the Mind Phase, at the Tuifan Body stage, can only influence the mind and cannot interfere with matter.'

'From the first to the third transformation, their lineages and Mind Phases are extraordinary, truly describable as transcendent.'

'Wu practitioners who enter the Ascension Path are completely defying heaven.'

'A pebble thrown upward falls into the palm rather than hovering in midair—that is the principle of nature.'

'But Wu practitioners on the Ascension Path can, through their own will, make it hover, defying heaven.'

'Yet this is ultimately inferior.'

'Those who break through to the fourth transformation do not seek to oppose nature, but to merge with light and dust, replacing nature.'

'Wu practitioners like me can unfold a domain around us, fully replacing the will of heaven with our own.'

'Within the domain, as long as my will endures, my words become the laws of heaven and earth; if they are heavenly law, your abilities naturally become ineffective.'

Seeing the others lost in thought, Baixiaosheng smiled politely and said:

'Your questions have been answered. This final one I give you as a gift. Since there is nothing more, please attend to your own affairs.'

Crack—crack—crack—

Facing Baixiaosheng's twitching eyelid, Ji Donglai clenched his fists, which cracked loudly.

'Are you going to break your word?' Baixiaosheng said, a hint of worry on his face.

Ji Donglai sneered: 'How could we? We said we wouldn't kill you—beating you into paralysis shouldn't be a problem.'

'After all… with your fourth-transformation recovery, as long as you're not killed outright, you'll heal fully within half an hour.'

Baixiaosheng hurriedly cried: 'Fang… Fang Young Master, Fang Young Master, save me!'

Facing the cries from outside the space, Fang Can had already sat cross-legged on the ground, entered cultivation, and knew nothing.

In the next instant, Ji Donglai grabbed Baixiaosheng's collar and, with his Superhuman fist, delivered a brutal blow straight to his face.

Boom—Boom—Boom—

If someone stood atop Yincang Mountain and looked toward Tianji Tower, they would see the nine-story building now violently trembling, then exploding open one massive hole after another.

The once elegant and magnificent nine-story tower, like the Twin Towers hit by a plane, instantly shattered.

The entire shaking lasted over ten minutes before Ji Donglai stepped out of the rubble, refreshed and invigorated.

Inside the tower, the formerly sealed building had completely collapsed; Baixiaosheng lay buried in the earth, clothes torn, face bruised and swollen, every inch of his body battered, utterly pitiful.

Walking slowly down the mountain, Ji Donglai asked calmly: 'How much power did you use just now?'

'Not a single bit held back,' Superhuman said firmly.

'You didn't hold back at all, punched for ten minutes, and still couldn't kill a fourth-transformation who didn't resist?' Ji Donglai felt a headache coming on.

'If I were enhanced by a deity, I could kill him within ten punches,' Superhuman said.

'But if he prepared himself and fought to the death, everyone here except Brother Ji would die,' Fang Can opened his eyes and said.

'From the very beginning, we stepped into his domain; with a single utterance of his word-as-law, he could kill us instantly,' Fang Can said calmly.

'Brother Ji's inner space can only block pure force, but word-as-law bypasses spatial rules and can attack us directly,' Fang Can said plainly.

As Fang Can spoke, Li Huowang and the others' eyes flickered with surprise: 'Why didn't you tell us earlier?'

Thinking of the whimpering coward who had been beaten without resistance, the psychics' eyes filled with dread—they had nearly walked through the gates of death.

'Don't worry; this guy values his life too much—he won't strike again unless it's lethal,' Fang Can said confidently; if there had been risk, he would have warned us already.

'All we can say is it's lucky—rule-based fourth-transformations are rare; most Wu practitioners are straightforward. We've already eliminated a potential opponent ahead of time.'

'But… I feel that guy didn't lie, yet he concealed something from us,' Fang Can said, eyes closed in thought.

'Concealed?' Ji Donglai paused his step.

'Yeah, doesn't it strike you as odd how accommodating he was? Almost groveling to the point of begging on his knees.'

'After all, he's a Wu practitioner who climbed all the way to the fourth transformation—his act was too exaggerated.'

Fang Can said calmly: 'But my intuition tells me whatever he concealed won't affect our battle in a few days, so I let him play his part.'

While Fang Can and the others spoke, inside the ruins of Tianji Tower:

Sensing the group had left, Baixiaosheng's pained expression turned calm and cold; with his broken mouth, he said: 'I am fully healed.'

As he spoke, his body restored at visible speed, returning to its original state in an instant.

Looking at the ruined room, he continued: 'Tianji Tower will automatically restore to its pre-damaged state.'

As he spoke, countless tiles and broken bricks, without wind, began moving on their own, assembling themselves; the ruined first floor spontaneously reformed.

Then the second floor, third floor, fourth floor…

In the span of a few words, the nine-story tower restored itself instantly, soon gleaming brightly again, as if no disaster had ever occurred.

Having finished, Baixiaosheng stood atop the tower, his eyes showing faint fatigue.

Gazing toward the direction Ji Donglai had vanished, he said: 'This should be enough… to have passed the great life-or-death trial?'

'But… I must warn the Chan Sect disciples—to resolve karmic ties, lest they interfere with my fifth-transformation breakthrough.'

'As for those outsiders… I've revealed what needed to be revealed.'

'Now, whether I can break through to the fifth transformation depends on the outcome in three days—whether those outsiders prove worthy.'

Thinking of this, Baixiaosheng descended slowly, took a package from inside the tower, and carried it as he walked down.

Soon he vanished into the mountains, heading toward the border of the Great Zhou.

On the other side, Ji Donglai stepped out from the mountain, walked a few steps back to Jingcheng, and then Fang Can and the others emerged from his inner space.

Seeing them return, Yi Neng Wang, his left foot crushing the former Niandao disciple, looked at the group and said: 'I've already implanted a thought steel stamp into this guy's mind.'

"What do you plan to do next?" King Yineng asked.

"Very simple—have him take me to the Inverted Sect."

Fang Can looked at that fawning second-realm disciple and said, "From here on out, I'll serve as the bait. Let's see how many big fish of the fourth realm I can hook in three days."

(End of chapter)