Chapter 343: Chapter 335: Black Lotus
"Ahem."
The Purple Sky Manor Master cleared his throat and said,
"I never expected this ten-thousand-year-old broken peachwood sword would find its way into Fang Yang’s hands. His fortune is truly profound."
"But from what we just saw, Qing Rushang’s Sword Intent is as sharp as ever."
"If she hadn’t perished, I’m afraid the Two Poles Mansion would have boasted the grand spectacle of two Great Saints in one lineage."
Chenri the Great Saint sighed. "It is indeed a pity. If she hadn’t perished, many things would be different."
In the end, the two of them cursed Fang Nian for his incompetence.
Then again, things didn’t end well for Fang Nian either.
From what they’d pieced together, Fang Nian once had the chance to repeat the feat of the Bliss Demon Venerable, evolving his Grade A Sacred Body into an immortal physique and stepping into the Great Saint realm.
But at the time, both the Two Poles Mansion Master and Han Wu the Sub-Venerable looked on with indifference, offering no aid.
"Since the Great Dao is all that’s in your heart, then let your so-called ’Dao’ accompany you to the underworld!"
In the end, Fang Nian died in endless despair and agony, because he was truly just one step away from reaching the Great Saint realm.
In truth, everyone knew that after he lost Sen Yuanyuan and Qing Rushang, he never had a chance to rise again.
"Many things would be different."
The Purple Sky Manor Master repeated the words, then couldn’t help but press, "Chenri, are you truly certain that Fang Yang won’t get any funny ideas about the Zither Immortal?"
Chenri the Great Saint smiled proudly.
"One can know a person’s face, but not their heart. I can’t claim to know what Fang Yang is truly like."
"But I can guarantee that with the Zither Immortal’s unwavering Dao heart, she will give Fang Yang no such opportunity."
"Besides, Fang Yang is a Kunpeng, not a Great Sun Golden Crow. I imagine that after this, Fang Yang and the Zither Immortal will have less and less contact!"
Seeing his old friend’s arrogant demeanor, the Purple Sky Manor Master narrowed his eyes and gazed down from the clouds.
The next moment, he shook his head gently and thought, ’Not necessarily.’
...
PAT...
PATTER PATTER...
A quick, dense pattering sound began to rise.
The rain began to fall.
Fat raindrops splattered down, striking everything on the ground.
They struck the surface of the Clear Heart Pool, and they struck the oil-paper umbrella in Fang Yang’s hand.
After Fang Yang took the ten-thousand-year-old broken peachwood sword, a torrential downpour began not long after.
Out of respect for the Two Poles Mansion Master, Fang Yang opened his oil-paper umbrella, doing his best not to disturb the environment.
Of course, more importantly, he didn’t want to interfere with Yu Zither Immortal’s search for a fated treasure.
Yu Zither Immortal’s main discipline was the Wood Dao. When she activated her Magic, the surrounding Wood Dao Primordial Qi would gradually increase, almost forming a "domain."
If Fang Yang were to use Magic as well, he would disrupt this domain.
Besides, Fang Yang was happy to have the leisure to silently observe Yu Zither Immortal’s actions and gather intelligence on her.
He wanted to see just what her motive was for approaching him.
"Fourth Lifebound Magic—Traces of Ten Thousand Crows from the Fusang!"
Yu Zither Immortal slapped her fair hand down.
In an instant, fluttering light-and-shadow images of Three-legged Crows swirled around her, darting off in all directions to scout the area for her.
This was a form of Magic similar to the Martial Celestial Eye, but due to her Sacred Body’s Dharma Aspect, it was tinged with the profundity of a Divine Technique.
Divine Techniques are a level above Magic!
When Fang Yang saw the Three-legged Crows, and especially when he noticed Yu Zither Immortal’s clandestine prying, his heart sank slightly and he narrowed his eyes.
The Three-legged Crow is the transformed state of a Fire Eagle, but it is also the devolved form of a Great Sun Golden Crow.
He just knew this Yu Zither Immortal was up to no good.
Meanwhile, Yu Zither Immortal was thinking to herself:
’Fang Yang knows about the Three-legged Crow? Right, it’s impossible that he hasn’t thoroughly read the Fang family Ancient Scripture.’
’But why hasn’t he made the connection between my Fusang Divine Tree and the Great Sun Golden Crow?’
’Could it be that all the records about the Great Sun Golden Crow within the Fang Clan have been sealed away and covered in dust?’
’Does he not know, or is he just pretending not to know?’
As these thoughts raced through her mind, the corners of Yu Zither Immortal’s lips curled up slightly.
It had been a long, long time since she’d had a battle of wits with someone.
This hidden clash with Fang Yang was giving her a different kind of thrill.
What’s the fun in crushing weaklings?
Meeting a worthy opponent is one of life’s greatest pleasures.
If she were the one to guide and awaken Fang Yang’s Great Sun Golden Crow Spirit Body... just thinking about it gave her a special sense of satisfaction, the joy of a perfectly executed ’nurturing’ plan!
Wouldn’t that prove that Sen Hui, Sen Wei, and even Sen Yue were all inferior to her?
That’s right. Her true nature had such a wicked side to it.
It was obvious. To have survived the intense internal strife of the City Lord’s Mansion, she couldn’t possibly be as gentle and worldly-innocent as her fairy-like appearance suggested.
Even if she were a lotus, she would be a Black Lotus!
CRACK—
The rain grew heavier, and a Three-legged Crow to the southeast let out a startled cry.
Fang Yang looked over and saw Yu Zither Immortal take a light, graceful step. With that single step, she crossed a great distance and appeared directly where the sound had come from.
At the source of the sound, an orange, treasured light emanated from a Tier Six Sacred Material that resembled a small, pink, flowery butterfly.
At that moment, the butterfly was frantically beating its wings, trying to escape. Its speed was incredible, as fast as lightning, already surpassing the level of a Ten Thousand Beasts King.
Even Fang Yang felt he probably couldn’t catch the butterfly without using seventy percent of his strength.
Yet Yu Zither Immortal simply made a gentle gesture with her delicate hand, as if plucking a flower, and captured the butterfly in her grasp.
"What exquisite skill!" Fang Yang’s pupils contracted slightly.
Yu Zither Immortal’s effortless display proved that her title as number one on the Celestial Ranking was no empty boast.
She was truly remarkable, capable of looking down on all other heroes.
If the ’previous number one on the Celestial Ranking,’ Muri Guang Huang, were here, she probably wouldn’t be a match for her at the same realm.
’So, among the current generation of young paragons, the one with the best hope of reaching Sen Yue’s level is actually Yu Zither Immortal!?’
...
Time passed, and the various opportunities released by the Two Poles Mansion Master were claimed one by one.
At the Clear Heart Pool, Fang Yang obtained a Tier Seven opportunity, and Yu Zither Immortal a Tier Six one.
At Cloud Valley, Jiuzhe forcefully suppressed a desolate beast and also obtained a Tier Six opportunity.
At Cyan Heaven Peak, the broken bamboo in Fu Nuannuan’s hand grew a little.
At Immortal Footprint Cliff, however, Chen Chenye suffered a grievous injury, losing most of his core essence, and the Tier Six opportunity was taken by Su Xi.
The other top prodigies also had gains of varying degrees.
When Fang Yang returned to Cyan Heaven Peak with Yu Zither Immortal, he learned of these developments.
At that moment, everyone was discussing the events among themselves.
"As fellow disciples of the Purple Sky Manor Master, Chen Chenye is really leagues behind Jiuzhe."
"Hmph, if Junior Sister Qingyun hadn’t been trapped in the Dream World, she’d probably still be ahead of him."
"He’s fierce in appearance but timid at heart. He wants to achieve great things but is too afraid to risk his own skin, yet he’ll risk his life for a pittance."
"How ridiculous. He did all the hard work just for Su Xi to reap the rewards."
"Utterly pathetic. That buffoon dares to be ranked among us. Forget about Senior Brother Jiuzhe, he can’t even see Fang Yang’s shadow..."
This group of top prodigies from the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life tore into Chen Chenye, their words merciless.
No matter what, even though the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life was allied with the Golden Clan, they were still two great lineages of Venerables.
Among the younger generation, there was naturally competition.
Now, with Fang Yang and Yu Zither Immortal as witnesses, Chen Chenye had revealed such a pathetic side. How could they not be furious?
"Chen Chenye, Jiuzhe..." Fang Yang was lost in thought.
He never thought a top prodigy would actually be a simp.
He had thought Sang Xiaowan’s complaints in her letter were just childish banter, but it turned out... it was real?!
Therefore, he didn’t pay too much mind to Chen Chenye, the simp.
It was Jiuzhe who caught his attention, with his "a stream does not compete to be first, but to flow on endlessly" attitude.
「Above the clouds.」
It was silent.
Besides the Purple Sky Manor Master and Chenri the Great Saint, Chen Chenye was also there.
At this moment, Chen Chenye was enveloped in a cyan Light Cocoon. To recover to his peak state, he would need at least two years of recuperation.
Compared to the other top prodigies, he was undoubtedly the one in the worst state.
Now, through a Magic cast by the Purple Sky Manor Master, he could hear the other top prodigies’ evaluations of him up close.
Inside the Light Cocoon, his face alternated between green and red.
Before long, he heard that Fang Yang had made out like a bandit and that Yu Zither Immortal had become extremely close to him.
PUFF—
He spat out a mouthful of blood essence.
Comparing his own situation to theirs, the last bit of resolve he had been holding onto instantly vanished, and he fell unconscious.
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