"The feeling of possessing power is truly wonderful! No wonder the Eldest Miss, Fang Qingxue, looks down upon the heavens and the earth, holding the power of life and death in her hands."
Listening to the continuous cracking sounds of the bones of Fang Dafu, this servant, under his foot, the pleasure in Fang Han's heart continuously rose. It was not really the satisfaction of a petty person achieving sudden success, but the satisfaction of possessing power and manipulating the fates of others.
After so many years, playing the role of a slave, at this very moment, Fang Han finally felt that he actually resembled a human being.
"I still must possess power, extremely formidable power, the power of the Divine Ability Realm, in order to become a superior among men. My current power is still very weak, still very insignificant. The pleasure brought by this little bit of power is nothing at all. I must become stronger, stronger, and even stronger."
After tasting the pleasure brought by power, Fang Han truly felt that wealth, fame, and profit were all nothing but fleeting clouds; one's own power was the only eternal thing.
"Fang Han! What are you doing! You actually dare to kill someone here!"
Fang Man and Fang Rui's complexions changed drastically. They took a fierce step forward, forming a pincer formation, faintly enclosing Fang Han. These two individuals were also experts, or else they would not have climbed to high positions among the Fang family's servants.
It must be known that a servant with status and face in the Fang family, upon going outside, was more imposing than a county magistrate, and their status and position were no trivial matter.
"What? Do you also want to have your arms and legs broken?" Fang Han turned around, sneering continuously: "I will tell you the truth, I have already cultivated to the fifth tier of the Physical Body Realm, the realm of Divine Force. If you want to make a move, you should weigh your own capabilities first."
"What? The fifth tier, the realm of Divine Force? No wonder Fang Lie was defeated by your hands."
Hearing this, the complexions of Fang Man and Fang Rui became ugly.
Cultivating the physical body to the fifth tier realm of Divine Force, only some core disciples of the Fang family had this ability. They themselves were only at the third or fourth tier realm of Moves and Yielding; crossing blows with Fang Han would simply be bringing disgrace upon themselves.
Although in their hearts, they completely refused to believe that Fang Han could actually cultivate to the level of Divine Force, the facts were laid out right before their eyes, giving them no choice but to believe it.
"Hmph, a wise man submits to circumstances." Fang Han licked his lips: "Considering that we all have to run errands for the Eldest Miss. I won't break your arms and legs today. This place is not like the Fang family. The Eldest Miss's secluded cultivation will last for half a year. If I beat you to death and throw you down the mountain, it would just be a matter of one sentence from me."
"Then let's wait and see!"
Fang Man's mouth still stubbornly threw down a sentence.
"Just now, was it you guys who jeered and said you wouldn't listen to my words?" Paying no attention to Fang Man's resentment, Fang Han turned his gaze toward the several servants who had just been jeering.
"Plump!"
Meeting his ferocious gaze, the several servants who had just been jeering instantly kneeled down on the ground, "Lord Han, spare our lives, Lord Han, spare our lives! From now on, at Lord Han's single word, we will go through wind and rain, mountains of daggers and seas of flames, absolutely without frowning."
"Lord Han."
Hearing others call him Lord, Fang Han smiled in his heart: "Rise! From today onwards, you all will follow me, and raise spirit beasts for the Eldest Miss. And you, you…"
He sequentially pointed out over two hundred people to serve under him. Because of the display of authority just now, none of these people who were pointed out dared to jeer again or disobey orders. If it were in the past, every single servant among these two hundred-plus people would have had a higher status than Fang Han, so how could they possibly listen to him.
But Fang Han used the tactic of a petty person achieving sudden success, beating people to establish authority, so no one dared to touch his bad luck.
"Good, not bad."
Having organized the two hundred and fifty people, Fang Han walked towards Fang Lie who was lying on the ground.
"Alright, Fang Han, today's matters will come to an end here. By not listening to the Eldest Miss's orders and snatching your Myriad Beast Tablet, Fang Lie also brought this upon himself. You have already beaten him, now start working."
Right at this moment, Fang Qiang, who had just been coldly watching everything from before, finally spoke up.
This head maid who was in charge of the food and drink for the entire Purple Lightning Palace, seemed to be an extremely mysterious person. Earlier when Fang Han was displaying his might, she didn't say a single word, and only now did she finally step out to stop him.
"I also had this exact intention."
Fang Han turned around and looked at Fang Qiang for quite a while. This maid, wearing a long dress with rolled green trims, had a tall and slender figure, extremely long legs, a body like a crane, standing tall and gracefully. Her eyes were misty with a moist aura. Especially her breathing, it was extremely long, and the speed of her heartbeat was vague; quite obviously, she was also an expert.
Regarding this Fang Qiang, Fang Han had heard of her when he was a slave in the Fang family. She was the head of the maids and held an extremely high status. Rumor had it that the Patriarch of the Fang family, the Governor of Longyuan Province Fang Zetao, had the intention to take her as a concubine, but because the First Madam opposed it, the matter was left unsettled.
Relying on his intuition, Fang Han felt that there was a mysterious flavor on her body, so it was best not to let his guard down. He immediately lowered his hands.
"Disperse, everyone to your positions. We must manage the Purple Lightning Peak meticulously from top to bottom, allowing the Eldest Miss to cultivate with peace of mind." Fang Qiang clapped her hands.
Fang Man and Fang Rui first led a wave of people away, and Fang Han also led a wave of people away, picking an extremely large palace situated midway up the mountain to settle down in.
On this Purple Lightning Peak, from top to bottom, there were seven or eight palaces. Other than the "Purple Lightning Palace" at the mountain peak which was the place where Fang Qingxue lived and cultivated, the rest of the palaces were for the use of the servants, but they were also magnificent and resplendent, completely surpassing the vastness of the Fang family's mansion in Longyuan Province by far.
The one Fang Han resided in was the "Spirit Beast Palace", within the entirety of the palace, there were quite a few beast pens and poultry yards.
"This immortal crane is truly huge."
Within the "Spirit Beast Palace", Fang Han saw the immortal cranes being raised. There were a full thirty-six of them. Each immortal crane was two to three people tall, an enormous creature. Their wings were as broad as giant door panels. A single long cry was earth-shaking, and a single flap of their wings was fully capable of blowing a person away.
Such large immortal cranes, there was no knowing how the Ascension Sect managed to raise them.
However, these immortal cranes were now all trapped within the palace. There was a giant net in the sky, and nets on all four sides as well. These nets were a pure purple color, seemingly a type of "Purple Silkworm Silk", rendering these immortal cranes unable to fly out.
"Myriad Beast Tablet, Myriad Beast Tablet. Could dripping blood onto it really allow me to command these immortal cranes?" Fang Han took out the "Myriad Beast Tablet".
Upon this jade tablet, there were exactly the figures of thirty-six immortal cranes.
Biting his own finger until it broke, Fang Han dripped a single drop of his fresh blood onto the "Myriad Beast Tablet". As this single drop of blood went down, woo woo woo, woo woo woo, all of a sudden, he felt as if his state of mind had merged into the tablet, just as if this tablet had become a part of his own body.
With a movement of his mind, this "Myriad Beast Tablet" unexpectedly suspended itself in midair.
"How could it be like this, how am I able to make the Myriad Beast Tablet fly? Could it be that I have also cultivated to the Divine Ability Realm?" Fang Han asked in shock.
"It is not that you have cultivated to the Divine Ability Realm, but rather the intrinsic magic power of this Myriad Beast Tablet. Upon this Myriad Beast Tablet, an elder of the Ascension Sect carved a grand formation. Your fresh blood merely triggered the grand formation. This is the blood drop refinement of a magical treasure. Now you can communicate and converse mentally with these thirty-six immortal cranes."
Right at this moment, a voice rang out behind Fang Han.
"So it is Miss Qiang."
Fang Han took a look, and it was actually Fang Qiang, this mysterious head maid: "Miss Fang Qiang, seems to know quite a lot?"
"After all, I have been the head steward for the female dependents of the Fang family for so many years. The ancestors of the Fang family were disciples of the Ascension Sect, so I naturally know a little bit as well. Every year, the Dali Royal Court pays abundant tribute to the Ascension Sect." Fang Qiang spoke softly and gently, not revealing her bottom line. But she faintly revealed very important information.
"Blood drop refinement?" Fang Han heard a new term.
"Blood drop refinement is a method for people without divine abilities to refine and utilize magical treasures. The Ascension Sect has three types of disciples. The first type of disciple, Outer Court Disciples, purely cultivate the physical body. The second type of disciple, are the Inner Court Disciples. Even though they have not stepped into the realm of Divine Ability experts, they all possess magical treasures rewarded by the sect, whether it be flying swords, flying daggers, protective shields, or protective talismans. These flying swords and flying daggers, just like the Myriad Beast Tablet, contain magic power grand formations within themselves. After blood drop refinement, it allows disciples without divine abilities to drive them depending on their will, greatly increasing their capacity for self-defense and resisting demons. After all, although the Ascension Sect is among the top ten sects of the Immortal Path, they still have enemies, such as the Innate Demon Sect and the Demon God Sect, which are the life-and-death mortal enemies of the Ascension Sect. Relying merely on the physical body, how could one face the enemy?"
Fang Qiang faintly smiled and said, "Although we are not considered disciples of the Ascension Sect, if by some chance of fortune or coincidence, we are taken a liking to by a certain person and admitted into the sect, we must understand these things."
"The Myriad Beast Tablet is nothing more than the lowest grade of a magical tool. If you truly obtained a Spirit Artifact flying sword refined by an elder of the Ascension Sect, after blood drop refinement, driven by your will, decapitating a person a dozen miles away, that is a true Spirit Artifact."
"Spirit Artifact?"
Fang Han asked, stunned.
"The magical treasures carried by cultivators are divided into Magical Tools, Spirit Artifacts, Treasure Artifacts, Dao Artifacts, and Immortal Artifacts." Fang Qiang seemed to be guiding Fang Han, "Magical Tools are things that possess a trace of magic power and can be utilized by people, such as the Fire Talisman, Pure Water Talisman, Gale Talisman, and also this Myriad Beast Tablet of yours which can simply communicate with spirit beasts. For this type of magical tool, as long as one is an expert who has cultivated to the Divine Ability Realm, they are able to infuse their own magic power into it. As for Spirit Artifacts, that requires the Divine Ability Realm, cultivating to the fifth tier, the stage of the Heaven and Man Realm. Magic power is constructed into various grand formations and blessed upon the object, endowing it with extraordinary spirituality. And Treasure Artifacts, are even rarer treasures, their might is greater than Spirit Artifacts, otherwise they wouldn't be worthy of the word 'Treasure'. As for Dao Artifacts, in legends they are treasures that have attained the Dao, capable of cultivating themselves and constantly growing. This type of Dao Artifact acts as an existence of legend. As for Immortal Artifacts, absolutely no one has ever seen them, they exist only within mythological history. Your martial arts have already cultivated to the realm of Divine Force, but if you were to meet a person who possesses a Spirit Artifact flying sword, they could kill you in an instant."
"Many thanks to Miss Qiang for telling me so much, broadening my horizons." Fang Han hurriedly expressed his gratitude, while at the same time, feeling even more of a sense of mystery regarding this Fang Qiang's identity.
"You offended Fang Man and Fang Rui today, sooner or later they will plot against you. The Eldest Miss is in secluded cultivation and will not manage these worldly affairs of us servants. Perhaps if they assassinate you, a few months later when the Eldest Miss comes out of seclusion, she will have already forgotten about you as a person." Fang Qiang nodded her head.
"Them?" Fang Han smiled.
"Their martial arts are naturally not your match, but they have already sent people to look for Young Master Yu, to file a complaint against you. You must be careful. Furthermore, on the Yuhua Mountain, there are a total of one hundred and eight True Heritage Disciples, three to five thousand Inner Court Disciples, and hundreds of thousands of Outer Court Disciples. The relationships are complex and intricately woven. The Eldest Miss is tyrannical and unmatched. This time she slayed a person from the Emerald Flame Peak, and those people might come looking for trouble with us. Our lives are extremely cheap, if others kill us, we are simply killed. You must be careful. I have said all I needed to say, properly feed the immortal cranes, and keep your guard up a bit."
After Fang Qiang finished speaking, she walked out, leaving Fang Han alone in there to ponder.
Young Master Yu, named Fang Yu, was Fang Qingxue's younger brother. This time he was brought along by Fang Qingxue, heading deep into the Yuhua Mountain together to become an Outer Court Disciple. Fang Han also knew this.
"Blood drop refinement, blood drop refinement? That's right, I still have a Jiao Subduing Yellow Spring Diagram on my body, I wonder if it can be refined by a drop of blood?" Fang Han suddenly had a movement in his heart, "The Jiao Subduing Yellow Spring Diagram, is an item of the Great Emperor of the Demonic Path, the Great Emperor of the Yellow Spring. I wonder if it's a Spirit Artifact, or a Treasure Artifact, or a Dao Artifact? Or perhaps even an Immortal Artifact? In any case, it is absolutely not the lowest grade of magical tool."