"Making the imperial edict wait a while, isn't that inappropriate… right?" Seeing his daughter Fang Qingxue's attitude towards the imperial edict, Fang Zetao hesitated for a moment.
"No matter." Fang Qingxue's jade-like countenance remained unchanged, "I do not wish to be in contact much with the affairs of worldly mortals. Moreover, my nature favors quietness and dislikes noise. Let the family handle the person delivering the edict and the matter of the edict. I will stay quietly at home for a few days, see which of the family disciples are worth culturing, and give a pointer or two. Father, you also should not be too infatuated with power and influence. Cultivate and rest more; perhaps you will have a chance to break through to the Secret Realm of Divine Abilities."
"Mm." Fang Zetao nodded: "Originally, with the arrival of the imperial edict instating you as a princess, our Fang family should have properly celebrated. But since you prefer quiet and dislike movement, then we will handle it low-key. Also, what servants do you need for your palace on the Yuhua Immortal Mountain? Father will help arrange some reliable and loyal ones for you."
"Alright." Fang Qingxue slightly closed her eyes…
"For this whole month, no trace of Bai Haichan has been found. Could it be that under the heavy injuries, he took the Nine Orifices Golden Pill, healed his wounds, and escaped?"
This proud daughter of heaven, the true legacy disciple of the Yuhua Sect, one of the ten immortal sects that awed the universe, fell into deep thought.
As she fell into deep thought, above her head, many purple-colored electric threads and air currents faintly appeared, seeming as if they were going to condense into cranes, dragons, snakes, galloping horses… things possessing spirituality. This was obviously an extremely powerful realm within the Secret Realm of Divine Abilities.
"Just a little bit more, and I can break through from the third realm of divine abilities, the Primal Astral Realm, to the fourth realm, the Yin and Yang Realm, training my own magical power and astral qi until yin and yang are harmonized and rich in spirituality. This realm is no small matter. Only when the astral qi has spirituality can one reach the fifth realm of divine abilities, the Heaven and Human Realm. Using one's own divine abilities to communicate with the veins of heaven and earth to lay down various grand formations, the power is limitless. Right now in the sect, several elders are exactly in the Heaven and Human Realm. What a pity, originally this time, I obtained the Jiao Submerging in the Yellow Spring Scroll and could have refined it. By borrowing the power of this divine scroll, I could have shattered the fifth divine ability realm, the Heaven and Human Realm in one fell swoop, and even traced it upwards to condense the seed of divine abilities, turning it into the Dharma Idol of divine abilities. Such a pity to fall short at the final hurdle…"
Examining her own magical power and realm of divine abilities, Fang Qingxue displayed an extremely brilliant state of mind and understanding of the immortal path.
…
"Stepping on Seven Stars!"
It was another night, precisely when the cold stars shooting light in all directions. By the river, Fang Han watched the trajectory of the stars' movements. The muscles and flesh all over his body surged like a continuous line of stars, like a rushing great river. With one step, "Stepping on Seven Stars", he rushed out, swish swish swish seven steps, weaving through, and following that, violently kicked out a foot!
"Kui Star Kicking the Dipper!"
One rush, one kick, one explosion!
The foot force tore through the air, emitting a heart-tearing, lung-splitting sound that traveled far away, extremely sharp.
"Crack!"
A hardwood tree as thick as a bowl was snapped off with a snap!
Crack, crack, crack, crack…
Subsequently, Fang Han kicked out thirteen more times. Instantly, all up and down his entire body, leg shadows flew and flipped like sharp knives and giant axes, chopping fiercely on the surrounding trees. Those trees were entirely chopped down!
Kicking down fourteen trees in succession without panting or turning red in the face, the moment he retracted his fists, the sand and mud under his feet were shoveled up. His left hand drew a perfectly round circle, while his right hand drew a perfectly square shape. He came to a halt, his feet rooting down like a thousand-year-old pine tree, its roots fiercely entwining and taking hold deep into the rocks, unmoving, tough and resolute.
"Left hand drawing a circle, right hand drawing a square, coupling hardness with softness. I didn't expect that in three nights, I would be able to train the stances fully proficiently and step into the fourth realm of Hardness and Softness! The Nine Orifices Golden Pill has indeed laid a solid foundation for me! It seems my breakthrough to the fifth realm of Divine Force is not far away either!"
From the heart opening, the medicinal power of the Nine Orifices Golden Pill transmitted over. The hot current and fragrance flowed throughout his entire body along with his blood. The pain caused precisely by using both legs to snap the trees was immediately recovered under the circulation of this hot current.
During a month of devilish strength training, Fang Han had laid down a solid foundation! Now, after three days of cultivating stances, he immediately trained to incomparable proficiency, practicing the two great killing moves of the Seven Stars Fist, "Stepping on Seven Stars" and "Kui Star Kicking the Dipper", to the point of absolute perfection, with immense lethal power.
The "Seven Stars Fist" of the Myriad Stars Sect did not have many stances, but every stance contained the trajectories of the celestial stars and the profound mysteries of the physical body's structure. Stepping on Seven Stars was an obscure and profound footwork; Kui Star Kicking the Dipper was a fierce leg technique to kick and kill enemies.
Fang Han cultivated them passingly one by one, reaching the fourth realm, Hardness and Softness!
For those Fang family core disciples to reach the realm of Hardness and Softness, it would take at the very least three to five years of bitter day and night practice, and that was for the fast ones. But Fang Han had reached such a realm in just three short months.
Feeling that he was growing stronger day by day, Fang Han felt satisfied and groped his way home in the dark to rest.
Having just slept for an hour, right at the third watch, suddenly Fang Han felt a commotion starting outside. Following that, his door was slapped with a banging sound. He hurriedly rolled over and climbed up. Opening the door, he found it was the Head Manager of the horse farm.
"Head Manager, what is the matter? Why call me at the third watch."
"Quick, quick, quick!" The Head Manager of the horse farm said anxiously: "This morning, the Second Miss is going on a long journey. Lead Thousand Li Snow over and follow the Second Miss out."
"A long journey, going where?" Fang Han was taken aback.
"Why are you asking so much? For the master's matters, we as servants just listen to orders. Do you want to suffer the Second Miss's whip again?" The Head Manager reprimanded while hurriedly walking far away.
Fang Han did not dare to be negligent either, scrambling out the door.
Although he had a miraculous encounter, his cultivation base was ultimately still shallow, having absolutely no strength to stop being a servant. Furthermore, he needed to rely on the power of the Fang family to enter the Yuhua Sect.
Regarding the legendary ten immortal sects, the dwelling of immortals, he was also extremely curious in his heart.
Running to the stable, he led Thousand Li Snow out, and then Fang Han arrived at the square of the Fang family mansion's main gate.
The Fang family was the first noble house in Longyuan. The square in front of the mansion's gate was built lofty and awe-inspiring. Dozens of rows of stone lions, tigers, pixiu, and qilin were placed there guarding the portal, incomparably majestic.
A person standing in the square felt extremely insignificant, and a sentiment of awe mixed with fear would spontaneously arise.
At this time, quite a few servants and guards stood in the square. Carriage after carriage was loaded with gold, silver, and jewelry. There were also many fully armored, exceptionally stout and strong warriors, as well as servant girls standing.
These people, like all the stars cupping themselves around the moon, clustered around a few main figures of the Fang family walking out from the gateway.
Fang Han's eyes instantly spotted among them a woman wearing white clothes, pure as ice and clean as jade, not seeming like a mortal. As soon as this woman walked out, all people were eclipsed by her. Heaven and earth seemed to have turned into a fairyland, with waves of unworldly auras rippling everywhere.
All people vanished; there was only this woman. This woman's temperament was deeply engraved in the minds of men.
"Is it a fairy in the moon, or a Dragon Girl of the Dragon Palace?" Fang Han felt imposing awe in his heart. He knew that this was the First Miss of the Fang family, Fang Qingxue, who was at the same time a true legacy disciple of the Yuhua Sect, her cultivation base at the Secret Realm of Divine Abilities, the peerless expert who killed Bai Haichan.
Originally he thought that the Fang family's First Miss who could kill Bai Haichan must certainly be tyrannically unrivaled, her temperament fierce, emitting a monstrous murderous aura, making people not dare to look her in the eyes. He never expected she would actually be so unworldly, light and ethereal, drifting like smoke and clouds.
Looking at her outward temperament, this Fang Qingxue didn't have the slightest sharpness of an expert, but rather the drifting elegance of a peerless beauty, like a fairy from poetry and song.
"People who have cultivated to the Secret Realm of Divine Abilities all share a certain temperament. Master Bai Haichan spoke correctly."
Fang Han took a glance, remembered Bai Haichan's words, and quickly lowered his head.
However, Fang Qingxue seemed to have sensed something. A pair of immortal eyes looked over here, her gaze sweeping towards Fang Han from afar.
"Qingwei, what is the name of that servant leading Thousand Li Snow?" After Fang Qingxue swept her eyes over Fang Han, she withdrew her gaze and slightly inquired to the Second Miss, Fang Qingwei, beside her.
With just one glance, Fang Han had caught Fang Qingxue's attention.
Was it a blessing or a disaster?