"Purple Lightning Peak, that is the place where the true disciple Fang Qingxue resides. The moment she became a true disciple, she killed eight outer disciples to establish her dominance. Although the elders reprimanded her, they didn't impose any substantial punishment on her. She is a true disciple nobody can afford to provoke."
The moment the words "Purple Lightning Peak" came out of Fang Han's mouth, the expressions of the several people present immediately changed.
Especially the few imperial princes and princesses of the Great Virtue Imperial Family; the expressions on their faces changed drastically, and they began whispering among themselves.
"Humph!"
The most embarrassed were "Prince Bao" and this "inner disciple" who had just released the flying sword. "Prince Bao" had been defeated by Fang Han, and a long bloody scratch was sliced across his face, dripping with fresh blood. It could be said that his face was completely swept away.
Taking out a "Blood-Stopping Jade Talisman" from his robes, he silently stemmed the bleeding. This young prince of the Great Virtue Dynasty let out a cold snort from his nose, an unusually venomous light flashing in his eyes.
An irreconcilable deep-seated hatred was distinctly conveyed from his gaze.
As for that inner disciple whose flying sword had been taken away, he was originally about to fly into a thunderous rage and attack immediately. But upon hearing the three words "Purple Lightning Peak," he instantly revealed deep apprehensions.
"A Spirit Wind Sword belonging to my Junior Brother is no small matter. It was bestowed by a sect elder after he once made a great contribution. As a high-tier spirit weapon, it has slain countless monsters and demons. I hope you can return it. Otherwise, going out to train this time will be incomparably dangerous, and I'm afraid you will be harmed by the horde of demons. Just now, my Junior Brother was a bit reckless in his actions, but this is a minor grievance. Uniting together securely to go out and train by exterminating demons is the grand matter. Could Junior Brother Fang take the overall situation into consideration? I am here apologizing to Junior Brother Fang on behalf of my Junior Brother…"
Just at this moment, a woman who appeared to be around twenty years old spoke. This woman was clearly also an inner disciple with extremely high cultivation. She had willow-like eyebrows and a lotus-like face, with a graceful figure. Specifically, her legs were slender and long, her neck snow-white, and her eyes seemingly as gentle as water, yet occasionally flashing with sharp glints. She possessed the bearing of a leader.
"Senior Sister Mo…"
Seeing this woman actually apologizing, the several imperial scions of the Great Virtue Dynasty felt as if they couldn't save face and immediately wanted to explain something. However, this "Senior Sister Mo" waved her hand, stopping their speech. She looked at Fang Han with both an apologetic tone and a kind of pressure, carrying even more an air of wanting to completely see through all the secrets on Fang Han's person.
"This woman is formidable… The aura on her body is not much different from Master Bai Haichan's. They both seem to be experts at the tenth tier of the Physical Realm, the Divine Transformation realm. Now she is pressing me for the flying sword; should I give it or not? Moreover, the Picture of the Dragon Hiding in the Yellow Springs has sealed the item, and it seems I can't take it out… Besides, if I expose the Picture of the Dragon Hiding in the Yellow Springs, I'm afraid I'd die immediately. Furthermore, a spirit weapon is incredibly precious! Handing it over just like that, what kind of person does that make me look like?"
Facing this Senior Sister Mo's gaze, thoughts constantly spun in Fang Han's mind.
Dharma treasures were divided into Dharma weapons, spirit weapons, treasure weapons, Dao weapons, and immortal weapons. A Dharma weapon was an object infused with Dharma power; as long as one was an expert of the Divine Ability Mystic Realm possessing Dharma power, they could condense it.
A spirit weapon, on the other hand, required an expert who had cultivated to the fifth tier of the Divine Ability Mystic Realm, the Heaven and Human Realm, capable of using Dharma power to set up grand arrays and carving a Dharma power grand array onto an object, before it could be refined.
A spirit weapon possessed immense power and was the self-defense item that cultivators in the Physical Realm dreamed of obtaining.
Take this "Spirit Wind Sword" from just now. After an ordinary person performed blood-drop refinement, they could command it with their mind, making it fly up and down to slaughter enemies without consuming their own physical strength. Dropped into water, it would not drown, and placed into fire, it would not burn. Facing an army of thousands of men and horses alone, one could still remain entirely unhurried.
If this spirit weapon flying sword fell into a mundane dynasty, using this item to fight for a Duke or Marquis position and enjoy glory and wealth for generations would be an incredibly easy matter.
In reality, if "Prince Bao" could possess a spirit weapon and returned to the Great Virtue Dynasty, he probably could shake the Crown Prince's throne and become the heir apparent.
Spirit weapons were incomparably precious.
Even among the hundreds of thousands of disciples in the Ascension Sect, only a few outstanding figures among the inner disciples could possess them.
For outer disciples, it was impossible to possess spirit weapons; at most, they had ordinary Dharma weapons.
Now that Fang Han had collected such a spirit weapon as the "Spirit Wind Sword," let alone that he couldn't take it out, even if he could, he would be unwilling to return it to someone else just like that.
"Senior Sister Mo, the overall situation right now is to exterminate demons and defend the Dao, heading to the Blue Moon Country in the Vast Ocean Desert to rescue the common people from their upside-down suffering. I know of this grand scheme. However, when the Eldest Miss of Purple Lightning Peak bestowed this spirit weapon upon me, she only told me it could defend my body and resist flying sword slashings, and that I was to accomplish a great task for her, but I do not know how to use it. Therefore, having collected Senior Brother's flying sword, I am truly powerless to do anything. How about this: tomorrow I will return to Purple Lightning Peak for a trip and ask the Eldest Miss to take out the Spirit Wind Sword sealed inside this spirit weapon. Then I'll return it to Senior Brother, how does that sound?"
Driven by a sudden inspiration, Fang Han pushed everything onto Fang Qingxue, passing the current hurdle first and figuring out a solution after he went back.
"Oh? Senior Sister Qingxue actually gave you a spirit weapon? And asked you to accomplish a great task for her…" Hearing Fang Han's nonsense, Senior Sister Mo's eyes flickered, holding the look of someone having guessed something. After a good while, she finally said, "Since that is the case, tonight let us all prepare properly, and tomorrow we'll set out together to head to the Vast Ocean Desert!"
"Senior Sister Mo, my Spirit Wind Sword! He absolutely cannot be allowed to take it away!" The inner disciple who released the flying sword wore a ferocious expression, hastily speaking as he stared fiercely at Fang Han.
"I have my own plans!"
Senior Sister Mo waved her hand again.
"Since that is the case, I will take my leave first." Fang Han made a bow of respect and turned toward "Prince Bao": "Prince Bao, during our exchange of blows today, I have experienced your strength."
"I will make you know what regret means," Prince Bao said coldly.
"Why bother? Just now, Senior Sister Mo has already said that the big picture matters most. I am a person who takes the overall situation into consideration; I will first return to Purple Lightning Peak to prepare for the trip to the Vast Ocean Desert." Fang Han laughed loudly, turning and walking out.
He went out of the city entirely alone before communicating with the Myriad Beasts Plaque. Soon after, that "Crane Fairy" soared up into the sky and landed right in front of him.
"Fang Han, you've been an outer disciple for twenty days, why haven't you given me a single call? What have you been doing all these days?" Crane Fairy seemed very dissatisfied.
"These days, I was beaten by someone, so I bitterly practiced martial arts to beat them back." Fang Han told Crane Fairy about his matter with "Prince Bao."
Anyway, Crane Fairy was equivalent to an eight or nine-year-old little girl; telling her these happy things was also equivalent to inspiring her to set her own goals.
"Giggle, giggle…" As expected, the matter regarding Prince Bao made Crane Fairy immensely happy. "The last time I left the mountains, I encountered a Golden-Winged Great Peng bird twice my size, and I was almost eaten by him. It seems I should also cultivate hard and go back for revenge."
"You can cultivate too?" Fang Han flipped onto Crane Fairy's back, soaring up into the air.
"Of course, my body is much stronger than yours. The Ascension Sect's Pine Crane Longevity Fist was actually adapted based on our crane form movements. What I'm cultivating right now is the Primal Spirit Art; Fang Qingxue taught it to me once."
"What? You know the 'Primal Spirit Art' that only inner disciples can learn?" Fang Han had absolutely never expected that Crane Fairy would actually know this skill.
Once cultivation reached the eighth tier of the Physical Realm, Divine Bravery, and numerous layers of skin membrane were cultivated within the body making the flesh once again tough and durable, one essentially reached a kind of limit. To progress further upward, one had to cultivate the spirit.
That would require many cultivation methods for exercising the spirit.
In other words, if Fang Han currently did not have a cultivation method to exercise his spirit, no matter how bitterly he continued to train, at most his physical body would condense a bit more, but he would never be able to step into the ninth tier, the realm of Spirit Communication.
There was no way to develop the brain.
One must know that entering the realm of Spirit Communication was another watershed moment, possessing the spiritual power to see through an enemy's vitality. Upon reaching the tenth tier, the realm of Divine Transformation, one even obtained the ability to have a photographic memory. Rumor had it that on the eve of stepping into the Divine Ability Mystic Realm, one could reach the stage where they could forget something simply by desiring to forget it, and profoundly remember something simply by desiring to remember it profoundly.
This realm was purely spiritual cultivation, the development of the brain's potential.
A lot of the foundation consisted of spiritual training arts.
He originally thought he had to enter the inner sect to be able to learn it, yet he never expected he could learn it from Crane Fairy.
"Crane Fairy, that Primal Spirit Art, can you teach it to me?" Fang Han asked.
"Of course I can, but you can't tell anyone else, okay? Otherwise, the Ascension Sect's sect rules will kill me to be eaten as crane meat. I'm a little bit scared." Crane Fairy whispered quietly.
"Only an idiot would tell others about this kind of benefit." Fang Han nodded vigorously.
Purple Lightning Peak was right before his eyes. Fang Han alighted from the crane's back, but saw Fang Qiang standing right in front of the room where he lived.
"How is it, Fang Han? You've finally made your mark. You've become an outer disciple."
"So it's Miss Qiang. How did Miss Qiang know I would return to Purple Lightning Peak today? Where is the Eldest Miss?" Fang Han always felt a sense of mystery from this Fang Qiang, feeling she was not as simple as just the head maid.
"I saw Crane Fairy flying out, so I knew you would come back. Regarding you asking about the Eldest Miss, I was just about to tell you something. The Eldest Miss received a missive from the elders today. She has left seclusion and went out into the Vast Ocean Desert. It seems a major incident has happened to the Blue Moon Country in the Vast Ocean Desert." Fang Qiang said: "Right, I heard that outer disciples also have to go out and train. Are you preparing to go out too?"
"That's right, I've returned to Purple Lightning Peak to stay for one night first, and tomorrow I will take Crane Fairy out." Fang Han said.
"Since that is the case, then I won't disturb you anymore. If you can obtain a promotion slot to inner disciple during this training, that would be a joyous occasion of the highest magnitude. The Fang family will surely cancel your slave status and make you one of their core disciples. At that time, I will have to rely on your looking after me in the Fang family." Fang Qiang gave a slight smile, then turned and walked away, instead leaving Fang Han gazing at her retreating figure, pondering for a moment.
Within the Ascension Sect, inside the "Inner Immortal Courtyard" of the inner sect, that inner disciple whose Spirit Wind Sword was taken away just now, along with Senior Sister Mo and a few other inner disciples, were all gathered together.
"Senior Sister Mo, it's impossible for an outer disciple to possess a spirit weapon. How could he possibly take away my flying sword! That flying sword is my very life; I must definitely get it back."
"I am guessing that the spirit weapon on his person is not a Dharma treasure of our Ascension Sect, but rather a demonic spirit weapon!"
"A demonic artifact!"
"Correct, it is a demonic artifact! I have heard rumors long ago that Fang Qingxue and the Demonic Commander of the Innate Demonic Sect seem to have had a period of entanglement. Perhaps that Demonic Commander gifted her a demonic artifact. Now that she has arranged for this person, Fang Han, to enter the Ascension Sect's outer sect, and given him a demonic artifact, it seems he is a chess piece she is nurturing! As this involves the Innate Demonic Sect, that is why I did not make a move today to take back the flying sword for you."
Senior Sister Mo's eyes flickered with numerous speculations.