"Master, Master?" Seeing Bai Haichan fall to the ground, Fang Han called out consecutively several times, but there was not the slightest sound. He also hadn't expected this temporary master to die just like that, coming quickly and leaving quickly.
Although the two had been together for less than an hour, Bai Haichan had taught him quite a few things, and also broadened his horizons, making him know that the space between heaven and earth was actually so wonderful.
The supreme lord of ten thousand years, the single emperor of a nation, generations of dynasties, and the billions of common people in his mind, were all no more than playthings in the hands of the immortal sects.
Because he made him understand the truth between heaven and earth, Fang Han still had some feelings in his heart for this master of less than an hour.
However, the matter Bai Haichan wanted him to perform was extremely difficult. To go steal the Yuhua Sect's "Yuhua Ascension Scripture", offer it to the Headmaster of the Myriad Stars Sect, exchange it for massive merit, and then have the Headmaster of the Myriad Stars Sect resurrect him.
The Headmasters of the top ten immortal sects stood awe-inspiring through the universe and could turn the cosmos. Each of them possessed the ability to extinguish a nation and eradicate a dynasty with the flick of a finger, immortal for a thousand years, with boundlessly measureless power. How easy could it be to go steal their things? Even a lowly true legacy disciple wiping out his existence entirely was possible.
"No matter what, I'll bury Master first. Lest he be discovered by the Fang family, otherwise, if it implicates me, I will be dead too. Based purely on physical cultivation, having reached the realm of a tenth realm Divine Transformation expert, possessing a body of steel muscles and iron bones, he won't decompose even when buried, so there's no need to worry about the body being damaged."
Fang Han hid Bai Haichan's body properly, then sought a hoe, secretly dug a large hole by the river, and buried him.
That dark golden large robe on Bai Haichan's body was a treasure garment woven from "Golden Silkworm Silk," invulnerable to swords and spears, impenetrable by water and fire; it perfectly wrapped his entire body completely, keeping it from being invaded.
After completing all this, Fang Han breathed a sigh of relief.
He was a young slave who raised horses in the Fang family. Although his status was a bit lowly, and feeding the horses at night was a bit arduous, he still had some free time to rest during the day. As long as it wasn't a major affair like the Second Miss Fang Qingwei temporarily needing a horse, delaying for a little while wouldn't be a problem at all.
After finishing the busy work, the sun was three poles high, it was already well into noon.
In just a single morning, Fang Han's understanding of the world and his own body underwent heaven-shaking and earth-shattering changes. If it weren't for the fact that he conspicuously felt waves of hot currents continuously transmitting from his heart, and that copy of the "Jiao Submerging in the Yellow Spring Scroll" in his hands to indicate his miraculous encounter, he would have thought this was merely a dream.
The "Jiao Submerging in the Yellow Spring Scroll" was an item left behind by the Demonic Sect's Devil Emperor, the Yellow Spring Great Emperor; it was an extraordinary magic treasure. However, Fang Han couldn't utilize it right now, and even Bai Haichan didn't know the profound mysteries within it, so he could only store it away for the time being.
…
The night was deep and people were quiet, silent with no one around.
Up!
A thirty-catty great bluestone was lifted by Fang Han's two hands, then he continuously squatted down. After squatting to the limit, he leaped violently, like a frog.
This was a strength-training method of the Fang family, "Golden Toad Diving", which could greatly exercise the body's strength, but it consumed a massive amount of physical stamina and one could easily sprain their muscles and bones, causing disability. Those who did not nourish their health extremely well absolutely could not use this method to practice.
Fang Han originally didn't dare to rashly practice this kind of strength either, but after shedding his mortal body and exchanging his bones, the "Nine Orifices Golden Pill" in his heart was continuously washed by blood, entirely fearless of any high-intensity training.
That "Nine Orifices Golden Pill" was stored at the opening of his heart. As soon as he exercised, he felt the medicinal qi combine with the heat of his body, and his whole body felt as if soaked in warm water, with a fragrant scent in his mouth and nose, entirely dispelling any injuries and pain.
One time, two times, three times, four times…
Fang Han kept leaping continuously. Whenever he felt utterly exhausted, the Nine Orifices Golden Pill at the opening of his heart would give rise to a wave of heat, nourishing every inch of the muscles and flesh of his body.
After jumping hundreds of times, Fang Han gritted his teeth, not pausing at all, and frantically began to strike hard stones with his fists!
"Bang bang bang…"!
Fang Han's fists kept smashing continuously against a mountain rock, punch after punch, ferocious and violent, like a mad bull. Blood and flesh flew, and the joints crackled as if about to shatter! The intense pain, the piercing pain, made him want to faint, but he gritted his teeth and held on tightly!
After his hands were a bloody mess, he sent his left and right legs flying, kicking fiercely.
Thump thump thump! Thump thump thump!
Kicking on the stone, his legs were entirely swollen, bruised purple, with the skin split and flesh torn!
Then using his body to crash, every part of his whole body—back, shoulders, waist, abdomen, chest, neck—collided against the hard stone! Beating himself black and blue everywhere.
Splash!
After these drills were completed, Fang Han then, regardless of his body's injuries, fiercely jumped into the pitch-black river water, swimming continuously, and fighting in the whirlpooling rapids in the middle.
Using all possible methods, high-intensity training, destroying his own body.
This was absolutely devilish exercise. Even those Fang family disciples who had ginseng, bird's nest, and deer antler every day, their bodies would not be able to stand undergoing such devilish training.
More importantly, their willpower could not stand it either.
Half-dead from pain every day, who could stand it? But Fang Han forcefully gritted his teeth and persevered.
At his heart's opening, that "Nine Orifices Golden Pill" supplied an endless stream of blood and qi. No matter how much damage he suffered during his training, injury to his muscles or broken bones, after sleeping once, he instantly recovered as before.
He knew that the heavier he was injured, the more the medicinal power of the Nine Orifices Golden Pill could be stimulated.
As the intensity of his training grew greater and greater, one day, that Nine Orifices Golden Pill at the opening of his heart would be completely dissolved. At that time, his body would truly reach an inconceivable level of toughness.
One day, two days, three days…
For the majority of every night, Fang Han used high-intensity devilish training to ravage his body, thereby spurring his vitality and stimulating the medicinal power of the Nine Orifices Golden Pill.
Gradually, his body grew stronger and stronger. The originally somewhat skinny muscles plumped up as well; lump after lump of flesh and muscle were tight and solid, his limbs flexible and powerful.
However, looking from the outside, he just appeared a bit sturdier than before, but he himself knew that the density of his muscles and bones had increased significantly, his body weight having increased by a full twenty or thirty catties.
Ten days later, when Fang Han practiced that "Golden Toad Diving", he could gradually carry a great stone of fifty catties, or even eighty catties, leaping everywhere.
The second realm of the Physical Body Realm, Strength Training, is the most basic yet most crucial link in the entirety of cultivation, directly affecting the achievements in martial arts cultivation.
The purer the strength was trained, the greater the future achievements would be.
"One hundred catties!"
A month later, Fang Han was carrying a full one-hundred-catty great stone, completely relaxed as he imitated a frog leaping, leaping a distance of four or five steps in one bound, bouncing thirty-six times in a row, without his face going red or his breath panting.
On the sandy beach, circle after circle of his deep footprints were left behind.
Hah!
Following that, he tossed this hundred-catty great stone upward, throwing it a full two or three times the height of a person. When it crashed down whistling, he raised his two hands, the muscles and bones all over his body creaking, surprisingly catching this rock forcefully.
Break!
With a low roar, Fang Han supported the hundred-catty great stone with one hand, and with the other hand violently punched, smashing onto the trunk of a small tree as thick as a bowl. Immediately, the wood of this small tree cracked, shattered alive.
"Bang!"
Throwing the hundred-catty great stone away, Fang Han stood right there on the spot, his body standing tall and straight, his presence faintly revealing a bit of an imposing manner, no longer looking like that lowly slave from before.
Reaching this moment, he had finally completed the strength training, every single inch of his four limbs, waist, and abdomen had been exercised.
"I have already reached the limit of the Strength Training realm. Which is to say, I have stepped into the third realm of the Physical Body Realm, the Martial Stances realm. I can cultivate the secretly learned stance 'Pine Crane Ten Thousand Lifespan Fist', as well as train various stances of the Seven Stars Fist. Moreover, my physical quality is a full fold tougher than the Fang family's core disciples! My strength is much greater than theirs. Cultivating stances will certainly hold much more power than theirs too."
Fang Han squeezed his fist, his joints crackling; the sound was filled with confidence.
The core disciples of the Fang family who had also completed strength training couldn't compare with the current Fang Han. Because the things they ate were different; they ate ginseng and bird's nest, while what Fang Han ate was the Nine Orifices Golden Pill!
Also competing in arm strength, Fang Han could lift a hundred-catty great rock with one hand and make various movements, whereas those core disciples of the Fang family could not.
Next, cultivating all scattered parts of strength throughout the whole body into a unified whole, who knows to what savage degree that would become.
Every part of the muscles all over Fang Han's body right now was like a pack of tigers and wolves that hadn't united yet. After the cultivation of stances, these tigers and wolves would turn into an elite force that echoes one another, linked from head to tail, making them even more ferocious and unparalleled.
Looking at the stars in the sky, Fang Han sat down cross-legged, gazing far into the distance, observing the trajectory of the stars' movements, understanding and comprehending the various stances of the Seven Stars Fist arts Bai Haichan spoke of.
His physical cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds, the Nine Orifices Golden Pill at the position of his heart was slowing revolving as it was washed by blood, stimulating an even more powerful medicinal force…
Meanwhile.
Inside the exceptionally luxurious inner estate of the Fang family covering a thousand acres, like a Dragon Girl of the Dragon Palace, or a fairy in the moon, the Fang family's First Miss who bombarded and killed Bai Haichan with the "Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Blade", Fang Qingxue, was sitting quietly. Beside her was an extremely majestic, broad-shouldered, thick-armed middle-aged man with green eyes.
This middle-aged man was exactly the head of the Fang family, the current Governor of Longyuan Province, Fang Zetao, who was also Fang Qingxue's father. His physical body had cultivated to the tenth realm of Divine Transformation.
But at his age, no longer in his prime, his physical body had also begun to age slowly, and going forward it would only regress more and more. Unless he acquired some peerless miraculous medicine, he would only retreat and not advance.
Right now, in front of Fang Qingxue, he didn't hold much of a father's majesty either, after all, this daughter of his was a peerless expert of the Secret Realm of Divine Abilities.
"Father, I have already become a true legacy disciple of the Yuhua Sect. The Headmaster bestowed upon me an independent mountain peak palace in the Yuhua Immortal Mountain. I need to bring a batch of loyal domestic slaves to clean the palace, light fires to watch the pills, manage the flowers and plants, and feed the spirit beasts." Fang Qingxue said.
"Qingxue, you actually became a true legacy disciple of the Yuhua Sect? Great, great… now the position of our Fang family is secure, even the Emperor will have to make great efforts to rope you in. Bringing loyal slaves over is nothing, just pick whichever you want."
Fang Zetao said pleasantly surprised, he knew the weight of a true legacy disciple.
The ancestors of the Fang family were not true legacy disciples of the Yuhua Sect, just an outer sect disciple.
"Also, the Heavenly Punishment Elder in the sect, because I became a true legacy disciple, gave me a few slots for outer sect disciples. This is also a rare opportunity, I will choose a few core disciples from the family to go over." Fang Qingxue said.
"Slots for outer sect disciples!" Fang Zetao drew a cold breath.
"Lord Governor, First Miss, the imperial edict establishing the First Miss as a princess by the imperial court has arrived! It is right at the door!" Just at this time, a voice suddenly transmitted.
"Acknowledged, let the imperial edict wait. I have matters right now."
Fang Qingxue waved her hand.