Chapter 318

Late at night, Fang Can sat cross-legged on the soft couch.

As his emotions were slowly drawn away, he became like an unconscious wooden puppet.

Feeling the Pearl of Pride that had condensed in his body in merely the time it takes to burn one incense stick, Fang Can felt this was far from enough.

Whatever he invests now, he will become that much stronger in the future.

In the next instant, within Fang Can's sea of consciousness, the golden chains writhed wildly like living snakes.

For over three months since Fang Can's first transformation, the records had never ceased.

Even while with Liu Qingmeng in the ice chamber, he never stopped writing, documenting every single detail of the unlocked positions and methods that could stir emotions between the two of them.

It could be said that this golden chain, composed of diary entries, was the sum total of Fang Can's emotions over these three months.

Ying Han had once said that the existence of this diary limited his cultivation, and that statement was entirely correct.

To suppress the growing evil thoughts, only one part of the ten units of power was applied to the body, while the rest was stored within this golden chain.

This chain contained all of Fang Can's evil.

Once it melts!

The moment Fang Can fell into evil thoughts, his power would instantly multiply by more than ten times.

But Fang Can did not do so at this moment; instead, he chose to completely sacrifice this golden chain!

The most basic Pearl of Pride requires a hundred years of thoughts from a first transformation to form.

Fang Can's power exceeds the peak of the third transformation, and his thoughts are dozens of times more vigorous than a normal person's; one incense stick's worth of his thoughts equals a hundred years of work from a first transformation.

And the emotional power of this golden chain equals nine times the sum total of Fang Can's emotions over these three months!

In the next moment, the golden chain within Fang Can's sea of consciousness completely shattered.

Inside the shower of golden dust, black flames were revealed.

Immediately, those flames turned into pure light of emotion, and a massive amount of emotional power condensed within Fang Can's sea of consciousness into a black Buddhist bead with nine patterns—named Pride!

The moment the Buddhist bead formed, it instantly dissolved and merged into Fang Can's limbs and bones.

By the time he came to his senses, the Buddhist bead was nowhere to be found.

'What is going on?'

Fang Can instantly opened his eyes, looked around, and detected nothing abnormal; instead, he felt an extraordinary lightness throughout his body, as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted.

The fact was indeed so.

Without the restraint of the golden chain, his wandering mind and drifting thoughts now followed his will, so of course he felt light.

In the coming days, the effects of Pride will subtly manifest upon him.

And the negative emotions, no longer suppressed, will make him more like a person with seven emotions and six desires... a native of the female-dominant world?

'Who cares!' Fang Can waved his hand indifferently, his eyes showing a lack of concern:

'It's just a mere eighth transformation technique; can I die from it?'

With that thought, he calmly sat cross-legged again, closed his eyes, and entered the practice of breathing and cultivation.

In this breathing session, he discovered that without the golden chain's deduction, his cultivation efficiency was ten times, or even nine times, that of before, incomparable to the past.

This discovery naturally gave Fang Can even more motivation to cultivate, and he spent the entire night immersed in breathing within his sea of consciousness.

The night passed, and the sky was bright with daylight.

Fang Can returned from his sea of consciousness, stood up, and stretched lazily.

Knock, knock, knock—

After a series of knocks on the door, Ji Xinyu's respectful voice came from outside: 'Senior, the kitchen has prepared breakfast; would Senior like to join us?'

'Yes, I will come in a moment.' Fang Can said casually, raising his hand to pick up the wooden mask beside him to cover his face, but immediately his brow furrowed.

'Why should I wear a mask? Why should I wear a mask at all?'

'Clearly, my appearance is so perfect; whether it is muscles and bones or facial features and skin, everything is the best among humans, as if crafted by heaven according to the template of a perfect human.'

Fang Can fell into thought: 'Those people loving my face is only natural; why should I hide my face like those unspeakable rats?'

'Those mortals should be the ones feeling inferior upon seeing my god-like countenance!'

'Yes! What the hell am I afraid of! Afraid that too many people will like me?'

'What's wrong with having many people like me? Liking me doesn't mean they can sleep with me.'

'Others should be the ones afraid! What is there for me to fear?'

'Damn it, I'm not wearing it!'

With this thought, Fang Can directly grabbed the mask and put it away.

He ran his hands through his silver hair a couple of times, deliberately styling it into a sunny look, then walked outside.

Creak—

As the main door opened, Fang Can looked at the girl at the doorway in confusion and said, 'What are you doing here? Go have breakfast.'

Ji Xinyu did not reply; instead, she stared blankly at Fang Can's face for a second or two.

Since Fang Can put on the mask yesterday, he had shown his mask to everyone, and she had sighed that she could no longer see such breathtaking beauty.

Now, seeing the youth floating in the wind as if shining, the girl's breath paused for a moment; thinking Fang Can had forgotten to wear it, she subconsciously reminded him, 'Senior, you haven't put on your mask yet.'

'What's the point of wearing it?' Fang Can said indifferently, reaching out to place his hand on the girl's shoulder and pushing her toward the dining hall:

'Let's go, hurry up and eat; you are really dull.'

'Senior is actually willing to touch me...' Ji Xinyu's heart pounded wildly.

In this female-dominant world, the separation between men and women is so severe that a man taking the initiative to touch a woman is equivalent to a subtle expression of affection toward the other party.

Fang Can's behavior at this moment subconsciously made the girl misjudge: 'Could it be that Senior also... likes me?'

The answer was... indifference!

If it were the previous Fang Can, with his sensitive mind, he would subconsciously resist physical contact between the sexes.

Worried that his own outrageous behavior might cause the other party to overthink things.

If he inadvertently gave her ideas she shouldn't have, that wouldn't be good—it would affect someone for a lifetime.

But at this moment, he didn't care about that at all.

So what if she overthinks it? I don't give a damn about any of that—do whatever you want!

Just like that, he walked shoulder to shoulder with Ji Xinyu toward the dining hall in such an intimate manner, and happened to run into Yang Danhong as she was heading out.

"Good morning, Sect Leader Yang." Fang Can greeted the beautiful woman with a casual wave and a flat tone.

That faintly tickling voice, along with his hair color, let Yang Danhong immediately recognize the young man's identity.

"F-Fang… Senior Fang, you've truly grown into a beauty that outshines the moon and shames the flowers, a sight to sink fish and drop wild geese." Yang Danhong instinctively looked away, not quite daring to meet his eyes.

She had previously assumed Fang Can wore a mask because his face was flawed, but seeing him now, she realized it was the complete opposite of what she'd imagined.

'That's right—if he didn't wear a mask, entering the city back then probably would've caused more than just a disturbance,' Yang Danhong thought.

"I'd much prefer Sect Leader Yang call me dashing and heroic; your praise is a bit too feminine." Fang Can said matter-of-factly: "Sect Leader Yang should mind her wording next time."

"Little Ji, don't just stand there—let's go eat." He reached out and threw an arm around Ji Xinyu's shoulder.

Feeling the girl beside him stiffen, a glint of mischief-succeeded amusement flashed through his eyes.

Little Chu girls are really fun to tease.

(End of chapter)