Chapter 319: Instant Second Transformation

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The cafeteria was filled with the clear, bright humming of a boy.

Fang Can’s long fingers pinched bamboo chopsticks, tracing a graceful arc through the air.

He lazily propped his chin, slipping a sauce-drenched bamboo shoot tip into his mouth, his ruby-red eyes narrowing in delight, his hairtips swaying gently with the rhythm of his chewing.

Though under ancient conditions, these dishes had numerous flaws, in this deep mountain wilderness, one could only make do.

And Fang Can realized.

Without the mental drain of surrounding stares, how utterly delightful life could be!

Yes, the surrounding stares.

「Crack—」

The crisp sound of biting echoed sharply in the silence.

Gaze from every direction, as if pulled by a magnet, froze—even the morning dew dripping from the eaves hung suspended at the window frame.

The female disciples of Yanfeng Sect clutched their suspended soup spoons, oblivious to the broth splashing onto their robes;

The wanderer at the next table had his palm pierced by his own chopsticks, yet he stared only at the boy’s glossy, sauce-stained lips.

「This elder is… too showy.」

Ji Xinyu silently judged, then saw the boy suddenly lean closer, his silver hair brushing the girl’s flushed earlobe.

「Ji, why do you always look so dazed? Eat, don’t starve yourself.」

As he spoke, he placed a glistening chicken leg onto her bowl, his fingertip casually plucking a stray strand of hair from her temple:

「This chicken leg tastes good—try it.」

「Yes, Elder.」

Ji Xinyu’s spine prickled from the sudden rush of his faint fragrance; she hastily bit into the chicken leg, so flustered she cracked her bamboo chopsticks between her teeth.

Catching movement at the door out of the corner of her eye, she belatedly realized the cafeteria was now packed wall-to-wall, with figures even crouched atop the roof.

「It’s not my imagination—my physical strength has truly increased.」 The boy thought as he ate.

Since midnight, his strength had been steadily rising at a visible pace, seemingly because…

His gaze drifted outside; sunlight streamed through the lattice windows onto his skin, and he felt each ray boiling within his blood.

「Is this a trait granted by arrogance?」 Fang Can wondered.

Each of the Seven Sins of the Demon Scripture grants a completely new ability.

And since this cultivation method was crafted one-to-one from Fang Can’s past knowledge,

the abilities he gains may originate from novels, animations, movies, or games he has seen.

And now, as the first sin of arrogance, the new ability he gained seems to proportionally amplify his flesh and blood strength according to the intensity of sunlight.

Feeling this unusual surge within his body, Fang Can’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction.

But Ji Xinyu, watching the crowd inside the cafeteria, felt a quiet panic.

Someone had spread the rumor that an unparalleled beauty had emerged here, drawing crowds of gawkers—soon, even the rooftops were lined with onlookers.

Are they even here to eat? Ji Xinyu didn’t want to point it out.

Their stares were so intense, they’d burn holes through Fang Elder’s underwear.

Watching the growing crowd of gawkers, Ji Xinyu grew anxious, feeling as if her treasure were being watched by others.

Sure enough, not long after, someone approached to flirt.

A woman nearing forty stepped forward: 「How could these meals possibly satisfy a young hero? Why not come to my Sea Wave Sect? I’ve prepared exquisite dishes for you.」

「That’s Chief Jian Haiyun of the Sea Wave Sect—she’s under fifty and already reached the Second Transformation, with a clear path to the Third!」

As the coarse female voice rang out, the onlookers instantly recognized her and began whispering.

They knew of this sect—its reputation was not good.

But since they had come here to exterminate demons and uphold justice, past misdeeds would be set aside for now.

Hearing the invitation, Fang Can lifted his head and glanced at the woman: 「Mediocre looks, crude manners, a withered flower, utterly repulsive!」

「What did you say?」 Jian Haiyun’s eyebrows shot up; her Second Transformation aura erupted, silencing the crowd.

「Didn’t hear me?」 Fang Can’s eyes flickered with revulsion: 「With your withered-flower looks, you dare dream of being noticed by me? Dream on!」

「Go look in a mirror—just seeing your wrinkled face turns my stomach. The thought of you dreaming of me at night makes me want to vomit.」

Silence—

The entire cafeteria fell utterly silent, everyone staring, stunned, at the vulgar boy.

They simply could not imagine such crude words spilling from that beautiful mouth.

If before, watching the boy eat had been a pleasure,

then being insulted by him… maybe it wasn’t so bad either?

As the target of the insult, Jian Haiyun’s face flushed crimson.

Farther away, Yang Danhong sighed softly and rose to ease the tension, but Fang Can was still speaking.

「What are you staring at? Staring is a sin. Just seeing you makes me sick—get the hell out of here.」 Fang Can’s voice turned icy.

To be insulted repeatedly over a simple invitation—even a clay statue would flare up.

Jian Haiyun’s eyes blazed with fury; she had already planned how to make this boy’s pretty mouth scream on her bed tonight.

She let out a cold laugh: 「Good… good…」

「Good your mother’s head!」

Without giving the woman a chance to finish, Fang Can slammed his palm onto the table.

「Boom!」

Under the force field, the table did not shatter.

With immense power, the entire tabletop sank instantly, its four legs buried deep into the earth.

Then Fang Can stepped onto the sunken table like a platform, his right fist launching like a cannon, striking Jian Haiyun square in the face.

Instantly, Jian Haiyun felt a sharp sting in her nose, her body flying backward uncontrollably.

All heard a thunderous boom—Jian Haiyun was embedded in the stone wall, dust cascading from the spiderweb cracks.

「Dog-like trash, daring to threaten me?」 Fang Can said coldly.

Third Transformation… No! A Grandmaster!

Seeing Jian Haiyun, a Second Transformation cultivator, fall to a single blow, the realization surged through the crowd.

In this suppressed world, the gap between Second and Third Transformation was not so vast as to allow one strike to defeat an opponent.

Only a Fourth Transformation Grandmaster could do that.

A Fourth Transformation Grandmaster this young? How is that possible!

Even Yang Danhong and Ji Xinyu, who had some estimate of Fang Can’s strength, were momentarily dazed.

Fourth Transformation Grandmaster? That’s a rank worthy of leading one of the Six Great Sects!

None of the current Twelve Sects even had a Grandmaster among them.

Ignoring the withered flower embedded in the wall, Fang Can returned to his seat.

With that punch, he realized he had unconsciously broken through to the Second Transformation.

At the instant of his realm breakthrough, the great sun he visualized within his dantian swelled a full circle, his power surging once more into rapid ascent.

(End of Chapter)