Chapter 891: Advanced Sword Art (2/2, Requesting Moon Tickets)

The feeling of desperately pushing through the Sword Art realm was utterly different from the grueling effort of practicing Blade Technique before.

This sense of ease and mastery filled Fang Yue with excitement; he longed to practice swordplay every day, nonstop for twenty-four hours, madly boosting his strength.

No wonder those cultivation geniuses all loved training so much—it's because their progress is fast, and the process feels amazing!

For others, cultivation is torture; for geniuses, it's pure enjoyment!

If Fang Yue hadn't still been in his original body, he'd have felt like he'd undergone a complete rebirth, shed a whole new layer of skin.

【The Great and Noble Parchment Lord has shed his skin too! From now on, call me the Great and Noble Holy Parchment Lord!】

Fang Yue:???

More like useless paper.

【Protest! Protest! Protest!! Don't dare call the Great and Noble Parchment Lord that!!】

【Angry!!】

Fang Yue ignored her and pushed open the door straight into Weiba's room.

【Waaahhh! Little Sword, look at him! Only uses Parchment when he needs something, otherwise treats it like trash! Fang Yue is such a rotten guy!!】

Little Sword dared not make a sound—not even a breath dared escape him!

【Little Sword, what was that? I didn't hear you! Speaking so softly and still calling yourself Holy Sword? Shout it out loud, BIBI!】

Little Sword:!!!

Little Sword dared not BIBI—how could he interfere in the conversation between great masters?

Seeing Little Sword silent, Parchment began tirelessly instructing it: whenever you see Fang Yue, speak loudly; whenever you see Fang Yue, strike him with a sword.

Fang Yue paid no attention to Parchment's inner drama; his gaze turned forward—Weiba was already awake on the bed.

"How are you feeling?"

"I'll need to rest for a while—the burden of Qi Ba Jiu Daren's possession was still too heavy on my body."

"Then rest well. Don't worry about sect affairs—word has come from below that the Heaven Sword Sect has been wiped out, its base reduced to rubble."

As Fang Yue spoke these words, his expression darkened slightly.

Though he had no grudge against the Heaven Sword Sect, Tian Ruichi was a disciple of that sect, and the sect was destroyed because of him. When he returned to Jingcheng after settling things here, he didn't know what expression to wear when facing his old friend Tian Ruichi—he was, after all, the catalyst behind Tian Ruichi's family's ruin.

As if sensing Fang Yue's gloom, Weiba whispered, "This isn't your fault. The Heaven Sword Sect brought it upon itself."

Fang Yue shook his head slightly and changed the subject: "I plan to return to Jingcheng. I want you to come with me."

Although Jing Yan had been rescued from Juan Niao Lou, he was now under the care of the Seventh Prince. Though the Seventh Prince treated him well, hearts are hidden behind chests, and with You Sisi's involvement, Fang Yue couldn't help but worry about his current condition.

Especially since, in that emergency, he'd entrusted Ming to deliver him to Qi Huang Fu.

Ming was a man of deep, unreadable intentions—his allegiance still unknown.

"Return to Jingcheng? Do you have an urgent matter?"

"Yes, something urgent."

"Then go ahead. I'll stay here at Ji Bing Sect to recover."

"... I promised Qi Ba Jiu Daren I'd protect you. If you stay here, I'll wait until you've recovered, then return to Jingcheng with you."

Weiba paused, surprised—he hadn't expected Fang Yue to say that. After a moment of thought, she looked up and softly said, "Then I'll go back to Jingcheng with you first."

She had long received much care from Fang Yue and didn't want to hold him back.

Hearing this, Fang Yue blinked slightly, then nodded: "Good. Rest now. I'll prepare everything else."

Saying this, Fang Yue walked toward the door.

Just as he reached for the handle, the door burst open from outside—a dark shadow crashed into him full force.

Accompanied by a cry of "Oof!", a familiar voice reached his ears.

"Why are you blocking the door, Fang Yue?"

Fang Yue looked down and saw Ni Dongmei sprawled on the floor. He said nothing, bent down, and helped her up.

Ni Dongmei glared at Fang Yue, then suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said, "Bad news! Word came from Heiqing Shanmai—a calamity has descended. The region is already bathed in blood and ruin. Your friends there might be in danger."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yue and Weiba's minds went numb. Before Ni Dongmei could say more, both their eyes lost their luster and synchronized offline.

Ni Dongmei, still unaware, kept chattering away—only to find both of them now in the vacant, hollow-eyed stare of refugees.

Ni Dongmei flew into a rage—but before she could act, their eyes regained their luster one after another—they were back online.

What just happened?

Ni Dongmei was baffled.

Yet Fang Yue and Weiba exchanged a glance—no words were spoken, yet countless pieces of information passed between them.

Soon, Fang Yue sighed.

"The situation in Heiqing Shanmai is severe, but Tian Dan Zhi Yuan Wu has already escaped safely and is now riding the Qingsi Horse toward Jingcheng to meet us."

Ni Dongmei was stunned. Though she knew refugees had special communication methods, this efficiency was astonishing.

Just as she was about to press them for details about Heiqing Shanmai, a disciple rushed in and said: "Ni Dongmei Elder, the Sect Master requests your presence—he has urgent matters to discuss."

Ni Dongmei's heart sank—she already guessed why the Sect Master wanted to see her.

The destruction of the Heaven Sword Sect was no longer secret. Since its treasures were now unattainable, the Ji Bing Sect's next urgent task could only be preparing for war against the Flame Sect—and as an Elder, she couldn't escape being pressed into service.

"You two wait here. I'll come back and demand a full explanation—what exactly is happening in Heiqing Shanmai? As refugees, you must know something, or you wouldn't be so calm."

Fang Yue didn't deny it—only nodded slightly in silent acknowledgment.

After Ni Dongmei left, Fang Yue told Weiba to rest well, then stepped outside to continue practicing swordplay.

As he trained, he opened the system prompt.

"System Prompt: Congratulations, player 【Yese Liming】, your cultivation has advanced. 【Kong Bing Sword Art】 has reached Level Two. Control Value increased by 5000 points. Dissipation Value increased by 5000 points."

"System Prompt: Congratulations, player 【Yese Liming】, your cultivation has advanced. 【Kong Bing Sword Art】 has reached Level Three. Control Value increased by 10000 points. Dissipation Value increased by 10000 points."

"Name: Kong Bing Sword Art."

"Grade: Rain Grade."

"Layer: Third Layer."

"Restriction Conditions: 10 points of Comprehension, Human Realm, Frozen Heart Method 【First Layer】, Sword Dao foundation, 10,000 Force Control value, 10,000 Force Deflection value."

"Description: Empty Ice Sword Art, all techniques return to one, the sword opens Heaven's Gate!"

"Effect: When active, increases Force Control value by 20,000, Force Deflection value by 20,000, grants the special effect 【Empty Ice】."

"Empty Ice: Can absorb the power of one's other Martial Arts to amplify the sword art's might. The related Martial Arts must possess a certain degree of compatibility with Empty Ice Sword Art."

"Note: This sort of mortal-world sword art, though it has improved, is still just a mortal-world trick — it cannot be brought to the table."

(End of Chapter)