Chapter 320: Demon-Slaying Assembly

'It's time to consider the inheritance of the Second Transformation.'

Fang Can pondered in his heart as he tasted the coarse tea and simple meal before him.

Ji Xinyu, sitting nearby, couldn't help but ask, 'Senior, have you already become a Grandmaster?'

Upon hearing this, passersby around them immediately pricked up their ears, eager to listen.

For this was truly too incredible—a Grandmaster of around twenty years old?

'Hmm, I can fight a Grandmaster!'

Fang Can nodded lightly, saying nothing about being merely in the Second Transformation, as explaining it would be too troublesome.

Recently, he had encountered one miraculous opportunity after another.

First, a million dual cultivation sessions multiplied his strength tenfold; then, dual cultivation with Liu Qingmeng inside a mystical realm brought him to the peak of the First Transformation.

His physical strength had already been extremely close to the Fourth Transformation standard.

Now that he had broken through to the Second Transformation, after just two or three days of settling down, he would be fully capable of reaching the conventional Fourth Transformation standard of the nations in the martial world.

And in this world, everyone's power is suppressed; let alone a beginner Fourth Transformation, even if a peak Fourth Transformation personally attacked, he wouldn't be afraid.

After all, since everyone's combat power is suppressed, it shouldn't be too much for Fang Can to open up a little cheat.

Now that he had admitted it, an inexplicable atmosphere spread through the crowd, as if watching the birth of a legend.

A Fourth Transformation under twenty—could he possibly break through to the legendary Immortal God realm next?

A legend circulated in this world: beyond the Grandmaster realm lies another realm, named the Immortal God realm.

Once broken through, one could shatter the shackles of the hundred-year limit and become a True Immortal extending life by five thousand years.

Alas, such figures have already vanished into the river of history; no one knows if they are real or false.

Soon, the leader of the Wave Sea Gang was quietly carried away by his subordinates, daring not to utter a single word of revenge.

After all, the gap in strength between the two was obvious to all; in such a situation, making threats was simply seeking death.

And soon, news of a newly promoted young Grandmaster spread without legs, with related deeds spreading wildly throughout the small town.

However, because Fang Can was hard to get along with, these people dared not approach him directly, thus giving Fang Can a few days of leisure.

In the dead of night, Fang Can looked at the Second Transformation inheritance composed of spiritual light, which he named 【Absolute Contact】!

As the name suggests, the effect of this ability was to allow Fang Can to contact various different abilities.

Fang Can had always had very poor resistance to inheritances involving gods, ghosts, and the like.

Abilities such as intangibility, ghosts, and elementalization, once activated, were difficult to counter with pure strength alone.

No matter how strong the power, once encountering such an inheritance, nine-tenths of one's strength would vanish.

Therefore, after the Second Transformation, to expand the effect of his brute strength, Fang Can set up an inheritance called 【Absolute Contact】.

As long as he could see it, he could contact it; even if the opponent was intangible or a ghost, he could transmit his attack directly to their physical body.

Forcing all enemies into a hand-to-hand fight, then using the Forbidden Character Technique's overwhelming muscles to crush these guys to death.

As the inheritance formed in an instant, Fang Can's gaze shifted to the candle flame nearby, slowly extending his right hand to grasp it.

At this moment, the candle flame was emitting layers of halos; Fang Can squinted, altering the structure of his eyes to create a visual effect similar to astigmatism.

Then, based on the visual illusion, his hands actually pinched the outwardly emitting halo in mid-air and lifted the entire oil lamp.

Looking at the lamp oil he had grasped through altering the structure of his vision, a hint of satisfaction flashed in Fang Can's eyes.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, after solving the inheritance issue, Fang Can closed his eyes to prepare for cultivation, but the next moment he stopped.

'Why should I cultivate so hard?' Fang Can pondered.

'Is it too despairing for those mortals if I cultivate so hard? Will it be impolite to them?'

'As a naturally born strong one, I should just enjoy myself; why work so hard?'

With this thought, Fang Can closed his eyes, abandoned cultivation, and immediately fell asleep.

For the next two or three days, Fang Can wandered around the small town daily; because he had already made his name known, no one dared to frown at him.

The only result was...

In a dim small room, Fang Can smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking at the dazed Yang Danhong before him...

'Be careful, Sect Master Yang; your disciples might hear...'

While Fang Can spoke, he extended two fingers to block the beautiful woman's throat, pressing down all her words.

Although hearing wouldn't matter; after all, during these days, most of the ripe fruits within the Yanfeng Sect had already been nibbled.

It proved that when Fang Can had an appetite, there were actually flowing banquets everywhere by the roadside.

However, he was not indiscriminate; those whose appearance and figure were unsatisfactory, he wouldn't even bother to converse with.

During these days, the only fruits that caught his eye were three; even the sect master was only granted to her because she had practiced martial arts for many years yet remained a virgin.

Moreover, the current Fang Can had a perverse hobby; watching these women unable to obtain love, each performing finger health care late at night, was very interesting.

To seek intimacy, these people were even willing to lick his feet; it was truly too despicable.

In short, during these days Fang Can completely let himself go, disregarding all secular etiquette and others' opinions, doing whatever he wanted!

And just as time passed bit by bit, a piece of news arrived.

'What did you say?' Fang Can, his clothes wide open, sat lazily in a large armchair, looking at the Sect Master Yang before him.

On her fruit-laden body, a black collar representing submission hung around her neck, and a red 'Y' character of a God Curse was stamped on her Bai Xi chin.

Behind Fang Can, Ji Xinyu was carefully kneading Fang Can's shoulders, making no comment on her master's demeanor.

'Senior Fang, the Liuda Sect has notified us that tonight all righteous paths with a realm reaching the First Transformation or above must gather to discuss matters; they may attack the Cloud Top tomorrow,' Sect Master Yang said respectfully.

'Finally, it's about to start; after so many days of wrangling, it's finally looking somewhat decent.'

Fang Can yawned and said, 'Then tonight, let's go over and take a look.'

At dusk, the Demon-Slaying Assembly was held inside a mansion in the center of the small town.

Almost all the pillars of the righteous Wu Lin in the Central Plains attended; densely packed, at least several hundred people, nearly filling the entire lawn in the center of the mansion.

Fang Can, clad in a white satin brocade robe, sat upright on a stone bench, with only the attire of Sect Leader Yang within three feet of him.

Eyes from all around converged upon him, yet none dared approach to speak, watching only from afar.

Before long, eight men and women, some Daoist, some Buddhist, wielding knives or swords, entered together through the main gate.

Merely by moving their figures, they drew the gaze of the entire hall.

For these eight were all grandmaster-level experts of the Liuda Sect, the main force attacking the Mo Sect's Cloud Top this time.

Thus, this Demon-Extermination Assembly officially began.

(End of this chapter)