"Thank you, Eldest Martial Brother!" Fang Qingwei received the Ruyi Immortal Gourd and hastily dripped her blood to refine it. Feeling waves of powerful force transmitting from within the Immortal Gourd, her heart burst with joy, yet she secretly gritted her teeth. "Fang Han, you dog of a servant, I will make you know what a master is."
"Are you thinking of taking this Ruyi Immortal Gourd to find Fang Han?" Hua Tiandu seemed to have seen through Fang Qingwei's mind. He pondered for a moment before warning, "This child Fang Han has many secrets on him. Furthermore, having cultivated to the Mystical Realm, I am afraid you might not be able to deal with him even if you go. You had better cultivate properly and advance to the Mystical Realm first. I have left enough medicinal pills in this Immortal Gourd for you to consume for a year! Go!"
"Eldest Martial Brother truly possesses the aura of a leader; in the future, you will be able to organize our Yuhua Sect to rival the Taiyi Sect. Only Eldest Martial Brother, with such magic power and thunderous methods, can lead the Yuhua Sect toward prosperity." Fang Qingwei knew what to say at this moment.
"Hahahaha…" Hua Tiandu laughed with great interest. With a flick of his large sleeve, a burst of magic power immediately wrapped around Fang Qingwei and sent her out of the Tiandu Peak.
"With the Ruyi Immortal Gourd, my strength is enhanced a hundredfold! The young island master of Everless Island, I heard he is going to explore Guixu with his father this time. His father is an expert of the Mystical Realm. I will gather a group of people to go and try our luck for immortal encounters together. If I can obtain some ancient medicinal pills or Pure Yang magic treasures in Guixu and advance to the Mystical Realm… Fang Han, just you wait!" Fang Qingwei left the Tiandu Peak and calculated in her heart for a while. A stream of golden smoke billowed out from the Ruyi Immortal Gourd, emitting waves of sandalwood fragrance. Within that golden smoke, there seemed to be musical notes flashing, sending forth bursts of wonderful demon-subduing sounds that cleansed a person's spirit. There were also thumb-sized golden-armored divine figures swimming within the smoke.
This golden smoke wrapped around Fang Qingwei all at once, whistling upwards and transforming into a long golden rainbow that pierced into the sky, cutting the white clouds in the sky into fragmented pieces. Its power was vastly greater than when it was the Heavenly Wolf Smoke.
Ruyi Golden Smoke!
Hua Tiandu was indeed correct. After the Seven Fiends Gourd was refined by him with immortal methods, its power was even greater, thoroughly grand and upright, bearing immense immortal aura.
One day passed, and early the next morning, on the Lunhui Peak, the spring scenery was even more radiant. Little birds were continuously chirping on the branches, pecking at the petals of peach and crabapple blossoms. A line of golden light bounded out from the distant horizon. As the morning light spilled over, the even more intense breath of spring caused every inch of Fang Han's skin, from the outside in, to become active.
The Azure Emperor Wood Supreme Art that Fang Han cultivated had the spring season as its most suitable time for practice. Bathing in the morning light, his magic power merged with the spiritual energy of vegetation and transformed into Wood Supreme True Energy, making his cultivation even more profound.
With every circulation of the Wood Supreme True Energy, Fang Han felt that he had gained a bit more strength and that his comprehension of vegetation and spring had deepened by another layer.
"Fang Han, let us go now."
Just as Fang Han was cultivating while sitting at the edge of the mountain cliff, Long Xuan slowly flew over and landed on the ground, stepping onto a moss-covered rock, completely motionless.
The cliff behind Fang Han's Lunhui Peak had a sheer drop of a thousand zhang and was heavily covered in moss. One careless slip would result in falling and being smashed to pieces; even an expert at the Divine Alteration realm would not dare to stay there for long. However, for an expert of the Mystical Realm, it was like walking on level ground.
"Good!" Fang Han abruptly stood up. "Fang Xiaolin, are you ready?"
The demoness Fang Xiaolin, who was also meditating cross-legged, opened her eyes. Demonic light flashed in her eyes, and her magic power rolled, dispersing the wisps of morning mist in all directions. "Going to Guixu is also a good thing. I have long wanted to go there to gather the inner cores of some monstrous beasts to enhance my strength."
"This is? Another Mystical Realm expert!" Long Xuan had long noticed the demoness and felt some shock in her heart; Mystical Realm experts were no trivial matter.
"This is a servant girl I subdued during my experiential journey underground. She is originally a Great Asura. My magic crystals were obtained when I suppressed her," Fang Han said.
"A Great Asura, that is a noble with a title among the underground demon race. You will have to be careful of the elder council among the earth demons coming to cause you trouble," Long Xuan said cautiously. A Great Asura was equivalent to a true disciple of the Yuhua Sect. If someone captured a Yuhua Sect true disciple to use as a servant, Yuhua Sect's grand elder would probably immediately fight their way to their door to maintain the sect's reputation, and even the paramount headmaster of Yuhua Sect might take action.
"If the demon race experts kill us, Yuhua Sect will not sit idly by, so there is no need to worry. Moreover, if the elders of the underground demon race come to find trouble with us, I can just scheme to kill a Great Asura; their entire bodies are treasures." Fang Han spoke fiercely with his mouth, but he was secretly vigilant in his heart.
"Let us go! The ocean is separated from here by a great distance; we cannot delay."
While speaking, Fang Han's body soared upward. A stream of Wood Supreme True Energy sprayed out and coiled around his body, wrapping his flesh tightly to form a battlesuit resembling armor. Behind this battlesuit, air currents continuously spewed and swallowed, and with a swish, he flew out for dozens of miles.
Long Xuan and the demoness hastily followed.
After Fang Han had successfully cultivated true energy, his magic power was vigorous, his strength was greater, and the speed of his void-treading flight was faster. Furthermore, within the Azure Emperor Wood Supreme Art, there was a special method of oscillating true energy for void-flying evasion, which reduced air resistance to a minimum, further increasing speed.
Using magic power to fly was not without techniques; on the contrary, there were many techniques. Every sect and faction had evasion flight methods, and even individuals had their own understandings of flight.
Some people used magic power, gathering it at their ribs to form wing-like constructs to glide through the void.
Some people gathered magic power on their backs, continuously spraying it backward.
Some people gathered magic power at the soles of their feet, stirring up air currents to take large strides running through the void, covering dozens of miles in a single step.
To save effort, some people drove flying swords, using magic power to attach their bodies to the flying sword to fly by stepping on it.
All sorts of flying methods were the application of magic power true energy, and the various ingenuity resided solely in the mind.
This was Fang Han's first time flying fiercely after successfully cultivating true energy. True energy wrapped his entire body, forming a spindle shape to lessen air resistance, after which it continuously sprayed and oscillated. He felt his body piercing through the void like a shuttle, the air currents whistling violently past his ears, and the mountains and rivers below retreating one by one; it was incredibly exhilarating.
Before he had condensed true energy, relying solely on magic power, although he could fly faster than the Crane Immortal, he could not be too fierce. Otherwise, his magic power would not be able to sustain the continuity, and flying too fast would cause the magic power to tear the air currents, creating mutual friction that would scatter the magic power.
Now with true energy, it was different.
"I heard that going one step further and cultivating to the Astralic Energy realm, the flying speed is even faster and can surpass sound. And when cultivating to the fifth layer, the Unity of Heaven and Man realm, the magic power and the atmosphere rub against each other, and the speed reaches the extreme, capable of rubbing out intense flames, just like a meteor. I do not know what realm of speed that is."
Fang Han knew that his current flying speed was not very fast. If he truly reached the point of rubbing against the atmosphere and burning with intense flames, then there would be no need for any magic treasures; with a single rush and crash, the enemy would die, because the speed of flying swords and magic treasures would not be as fast as the person themselves.
After flying for an hour, the Yuhua Mountains had retreated far away; Fang Han estimated that they were already over two thousand miles out. His true energy was slightly insufficient, and the magic power in his mind felt faintly fatigued, so he landed on a mountain peak, sat down cross-legged, and used the spirit-calming method of the Azure Emperor Wood Supreme Art to restore his spirit and magic power.
In truth, he had magic crystals and could fly fiercely in one breath, but using magic crystals to replenish the magic power and physical stamina consumed during travel was far too reckless a waste of heavenly treasures.
After sitting for a while and recovering his spirit, the demoness and Long Xuan following behind finally caught up, both somewhat fatigued.
"Fang Han, you fly too fast. When flying, you must reserve some strength. If you happen to encounter someone of the demonic path and they see your magic power is insufficient, they will take advantage of you and kill you to refine pills or magic treasures; that would be miserable. Outside, it is not like Yuhua Sect. Evil demons dare not approach the surroundings of Yuhua Sect, but once outside, we people who deal with cultivation will encounter risks at any time. Moreover, when flying, we must first use concealment talismans to hide our bodies, lest we radiate brilliant light and be discovered by people on land," Long Xuan said after sitting down, swallowing a pill, and resting for a while to recover her physical strength and magic power.
"I know. Just now I was flying so cheerfully that I forgot myself." Fang Han nodded.
After resting for a while, Fang Han learned some experience for traveling outside. Cautiously, he hid his body, reserved his strength, and flew lightly.
Flying and stopping like this, traveling day and night, two days and two nights later, suddenly the water vapor ahead surged. The air was incredibly moist; it was all stickily filled with water vapor. There was a salty Fishy smell in the wind, along with waves of an indescribable aura of danger.
"We have reached the ocean!"
Long Xuan's spirit roused. She seemed to have a special connection with the ocean. Fang Han watched as rings of water vapor were absorbed by the pores of her body, cooperating with her magic power to refine and breathe. Threads of water vapor essence merged into her body.
He knew that what Long Xuan cultivated was the Myriad Water Divine Incantation, and in the ocean, she cultivated even faster, like a fish in water.
The Myriad Water Divine Incantation was also one of Yuhua Sect's eight great divine abilities.
Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Blade, Heavenly Cold Profound Underworld Energy, Jade Flame Seven Cultivations Radiance, Heavenly Wood Great Magic, Great Sovereign Primal Gold Sword Energy, Myriad Water Divine Incantation, Mountain Form-Refining Astralic Energy, Nine Palaces Divine Form Art.
Once successfully cultivated, any one of these eight great divine abilities could sweep across the world.
The magnificent ocean appeared before Fang Han's eyes, its azure waves vast, stretching to the horizon. No one knew how far it reached, nor how many secrets and dangers it contained.
"It took us nearly three days to get here from Yuhua Sect. If it were Senior Sister Jialan, she would have arrived in half an hour."
Spring was warm and flowers were blooming; facing the ocean, Long Xuan sighed with emotion.
"The ocean is exceedingly dangerous. After we fly in, we might exhaust our magic power and be unable to find an island to land on and rest, let alone reach Guixu within it. I wonder what magic treasure you have, Long Xuan, that can allow us to rest midway? Preferably a boat-type magic treasure."
Fang Han had thoroughly read the Several Worlds and already knew the various drawbacks of cultivators entering the ocean.
"Of course I have one, otherwise I would not have come to this ocean. I have a Rosy Cloud Air Boat. It was condensed by Senior Sister Jialan gathering the cloud and rosy glow energy of the sky. When put away, it is a bundle of rosy clouds, and if shaken out, it is an air boat of decent size." Long Xuan had a well-thought-out plan. "However, we should not be too flashy. In this ocean, there are many islands of rogue cultivators of the Mystical Realm who have established small independent sects. Although they are far inferior to the ten sects of the immortal path, entering into conflict with them would not be good either."