Chapter 266: Taming the Eagle! Styling the Hair! [6000 Words Achieved, Tomorrow's Monthly]

"Less than half an incense stick's time has passed. You trash, get out of the way and let others try!"

The host's voice, brimming with rage, exploded in Xi Xing's ears, snapping her confused consciousness back to clarity.

In her eyes, the pair of eyes that originally reflected the moon in the left and held the stars in the right due to cultivating the *Yin-Yang Union Ode* had completely changed form.

They had turned into two pink hearts.

'Half an incense stick? It hasn't even been half an incense stick.'

Looking at the boy who was completely unharmed, Xi Xing, having come to her senses, found it unbelievable; it hadn't even been fifteen minutes!

After sensing the terror of Fang Can's strength, she knew she would lose quite quickly.

She might not have been able to fully unleash her full power, but there was no way she should have lasted less than half an incense stick.

My Suxin Zhai ultimate technique hasn't even been unleashed, and I've already been defeated like this?

Shame. Unacceptable.

The gazes of fellow cultivators around her stabbed into her heart like knife tips; from now on, the title of 'useless woman' would probably never be washed away.

As a cultivator of Suxin Zhai, losing quickly was a sin.

'So I was actually this terrible!'

The young girl sensed her cultivation, then was stunned to discover that in this mere span of less than half an incense stick, it had been more useful than several days of bitter cultivation before.

She hadn't even refined the most pure primordial energy.

At the same time, on her body, a red tally mark was faintly flickering with light.

She had actually received the blessing of the Y-God Curse, doubling her strength within a single day!

Moreover, she wanted to replicate that feeling of cultivation soaring rapidly once again!

Thinking of this, Xi Xing knelt on the ground and begged:

"Zhaizhu, I was just unprepared a moment ago. Please, Zhaizhu, give this subordinate another chance to prove myself."

"Get out!" the Zhaizhu said coldly.

"Zhaizhu, let me try again, let me prove myself one more time," Xi Xing pleaded.

It was unknown how much of that was to prove herself or simply to get another round.

"Hmph, Sister Xi Xing, don't be disappointed. Being fast has its benefits too; let this younger sister take revenge for you!"

A seductive voice sounded beside Xi Xing's ear; it was a fellow elder who usually didn't get along with her, now adding insult to injury after such a huge public humiliation.

"Very well, since Xi Xing is trash, then you, Yuexi, shall go up."

As the Zhaizhu spoke, she glared fiercely at Xi Xing with her eyes; she had promised to copy Fang Can's embarrassing state a hundred billion times for the whole world to watch.

Yet her own Suxin Zhai elder had been defeated first; it was simply a humiliation.

You must know, the so-called *Yin-Yang Union Ode* was also a top-tier technique for draining essence.

Although it wasn't like the *Great Joy Bodhisattva Heart Sutra*, which could only be used once in a lifetime.

But after each use, one still had to wait an hour before the skill timer could refresh.

And the longer the duration of each use, the more terrifying the power obtained from the opponent would be; this less than half an incense stick... was barely better than nothing.

The Zhaizhu's mind was sinking into thought when the scream that had just restarted beside her ear after Yuexi took over suddenly stopped.

"Hmm... why did it stop? Continue!"

The Zhaizhu said subconsciously, then realized something and looked toward Fang Can.

She saw that Yuexi, who had been full of enthusiasm just moments ago, was now lying on the side, looking as dead as a doornail.

And the still expressionless Fang Can slowly propped himself up from the ground, his eyes full of innocence.

'Yuexi lasted even shorter than Xi Xing.' The Zhaizhu looked at the unharmed Fang Can with utter shock.

Seeming to notice her gaze, Fang Can calmly spread his palms, making himself look innocent, as if to say, 'It's your Suxin Zhai disciples who are incompetent.'

Humiliation! Unprecedented humiliation!

Looking at the youth before her, the Zhaizhu felt her three corpse gods jumping in rage; her previous laziness was gone.

Because she felt the reputation of her Suxin Zhai had suffered massive damage.

"What are you staring at! Giving him a chance to rest? Hurry up and attack!!!"

The Zhaizhu commanded coldly, hating iron for not being steel.

"Yes!"

Following the Zhaizhu's order, numerous female cultivators of Suxin Zhai, like American troops landing on Normandy, threw themselves forward one after another to assault the fortress!

The night wind of Suxin Zhai, carrying a decadent fragrance, swept through; inside the Yongle Dadian, candle flames flickered, casting the faces of the female cultivators in shifting shadows.

The Zhaizhu's knuckles turned white from gripping; the agarwood bed cracked with spiderweb fissures under the pressure of the Fourth Transformation.

The fastest one lasted only 2 minutes, and the one who lasted the longest was defeated in just 5 minutes?

In a short span of half an hour or so, twenty warriors on the Path to Heaven had fallen!

Was this some kind of "Don't Be Socially Anxious Challenge"?

"Trash! You are all a bunch of trash!"

She suddenly whipped her sleeve, and the gauze curtains in the hall shattered in response: "Has the sect's teaching been fed to dogs?!"

If it weren't for the fact that the youth's realm was only First Transformation, far below the Fourth Transformation realm required by the *Great Joy Bodhisattva Heart Sutra*.

She would have wanted these trash to understand what the true dignity of Suxin Zhai was!

The Zhaizhu felt that the watchfulness of dozens of generations of Suxin Zhai, this very brand, had been smashed right in her hands.

These were supposed to be core disciples and elders of Suxin Zhai; they were practically outer sect disciples who had just entered.

As for Fang Can's feelings... his strength was dropping so fast!

He could clearly feel his strength decreasing bit by bit during the battle.

Without any means of recovery, a single Third Transformation elder of Suxin Zhai could sustain the fight for ten days or half a month; he might have been forcibly knocked down from the Transcendent Flesh realm.

Unfortunately, the 【Unyielding Resilience】 talent was still in effect.

【Unyielding Resilience】: Only when death is infinitely close can one awaken to the true meaning of life!

The effect of this trait is to keep Fang Can's health points forever at their maximum.

The faster the health line drops, the faster the healing speed.

This tiny bit of consumption right now is practically a warm-up; it feels even slower than the healing speed after I broke my own leg back then.

So, with the help of whatever realm level dropped now recovering immediately, Fang Can successfully kept himself in a perfect peak state forever.

As a result, after more than half an hour, Fang Can's strength had not decreased but actually increased slightly.

"Um... if it really doesn't work, then don't make things difficult for them."

Fang Can's body leaned against a pillar as he spoke to advise: "I've calculated; my average level over these two minutes is what you have, and your level is relatively good."

"Are you very proud?"

The Hall Master snorted coldly, then tied up her disheveled hair and walked steadily toward Fang Can step by step, saying: "If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll really think you're invincible."

"Hey, hey, hey, you're a Fourth Transcendence; is such a sacrifice really necessary..."

Fang Can's body instinctively shrank back a little.

The disciples nearby were also startled by the woman's display and repeatedly advised: "Hall Master, please think thrice."

"The Hall Master, being a Fourth Transcendence, should not let her cultivation body be ruined just to show off for a moment."

"Exactly, Master. If it must be ruined, then let this disciple serve instead." The girl in the red dress said attentively and proactively.

The disciples' advice still echoed in her ears when the Hall Master said coldly: "Who said I was going to ruin my cultivation body for him? I haven't lost my mind!"

The Hall Master crouched down, her graceful figure lowering; as their eyes met, she said coldly:

"My name is Yan Chuqing. Remember it; this is the name of the one who will defeat you."

While speaking, the Hall Master had already tied her hair into a Flying Immortal Bun, and without waiting for Fang Can to react, she lowered her noble head.

Fang Can took a light breath, looking at Yan Chuqing's appearance at that moment, not expecting the other party to be so!!!

This is a Fourth Transcendence!

Will it hurt her too much?

Or hurt her NM head!

"Invincible!" Fang Can could only say this; whether it was the moves or techniques, they were actually of superior quality, but the greatest boost actually belonged to the other party's Fourth Transcendence status.

Who could withstand that?

But Fang Can successfully withstood it, enduring for about an hour!

Watching the Hall Master, whose eyes were about to become like swirly candy eyes, Fang Can, who had bitterly endured for over eight thousand seconds, finally succumbed.

"Hmph! Just so-so."

Yan Chuqing looked at Fang Can with a disdainful gaze.

'Do you want to check your current state before speaking...' Fang Can thought speechlessly.

Immediately, the Hall Master's eyes gradually widened as she watched Fang Can, who was again urging his divine power:

"Does this kid not know how to get tired?"

Wait...

With a sense of surprise, the Hall Master placed her hand on Fang Can's shoulder, probing the other party's realm.

The blood qi was still full; this physical body was even more solid than before; anyone unaware of the truth would think nothing had happened!

Cauldron Number One... no wonder it's Cauldron Number One!

The Hall Master looked at Fang Can with burning eyes: "No wonder that guy Hearing Liu Qingmeng took you as a disciple; if you hadn't been exposed right now, I'm afraid I would have been tempted too."

While the two were talking, Xi Xing, who had been secretly eating the offerings nearby, was stunned to discover that the realm stuck in her cultivation had begun to loosen slightly.

Extremely surprised, she immediately reported this important intelligence to the Hall Master.

Yan Chuqing widened her eyes, then lightly licked the corner of her mouth and immediately made an assessment.

Indeed as Xi Xing said, the effect on a Fourth Transcendence is negligible, but the utility for First to Third Transcendence is boundless; simply amazing!

The next moment, Yan Chuqing looked at Fang Can with a wolf-like gaze.

Feeling somewhat guilty under the other party's stare, Fang Can instinctively said:

"You... what do you want to do?"

"The core disciples and elders of the Pure Heart Hall will work day and night without rest; do not give him a single moment of rest. For the next three days, I'll be counting on everyone."

"This provocation is fierce; everyone, don't take shifts; just attack together directly."

"Also, the cultivation power emitted by Fang Can; no one is allowed to secretly refine it; collect it all for me!"

As Yan Chuqing's words fell, the Yongle Dadian immediately echoed with overlapping voices of "Yes, Master."

Before Fang Can could react, he was immediately overwhelmed by enemies in front of him who were like zombies.

On the other side, Hearing Liu Qingmeng listened to the latest news transmitted about Fang Can: "You say Fang Can has already been taken away by the Inverted Gate?"

Listening to the subordinate's report, Hearing Liu Qingmeng's brows furrowed even more; her blue, waterfall-like hair swayed as she felt something was wrong in her heart.

Didn't Fang Can's superpowered friends come over?

Why was he taken away by the Inverted Gate?

Thinking of this, she began to hesitate in her heart about whether to go to the Inverted Gate next.

(End of this chapter)