"Can ten flying swords be integrated into the bodies of those Flying Heavenly Yakshas? You haven't cultivated to the fifth level of the Divine Ability Realm, Heaven-Human Realm, the stage where you can set up grand formations and refine spirited weapons." Fang Han had now lost the Seven Malices Gourd and had to rely entirely on his physical body against enemies, urgently needing magical treasures for self-defense and combat.
"The ten flying swords you currently possess are all spirited weapons. Although I cannot utilize the core grand formations within them, I can do some mending on the outside and integrate the flying swords into the Asuras' bone spurs. Such Asuras have greater power; they can wave their hands to kill enemies, burst forth sword energy, merge the sword and the body as one—the sword is the person, the person is the sword. Back in the day, my Yellow Spring Sect had such an artifact-refining method called the Demonic Sword Puppet. To refine this thing, you don't need to step into the Divine Ability Realm; as long as your spirit is strong enough to influence others' consciousness, you can refine this tremendously powerful demonic sword puppet yourself, to specialize in decisive killing and restore the glory of my Devil Emperor!"
"Yan" explained slowly, seeming to be teaching Fang Han the knowledge of artifact refining.
"I need to quickly step into the Divine Ability Realm! Only after becoming a true legacy disciple will I have the capital to contend with Hua Tiandu." Fang Han listened quietly without missing a detail, then asked: "Senior Sister Jialan reminded that Hua Tiandu also obtained miraculous encounters and immortal destinies, inheriting an ancient legacy from someone named 'Venerable Immortal Panwu', practicing the Panwu Vigorous Divine Ability! His magic power is immense, number one among true legacy disciples. Do you know this person Venerable Immortal Panwu?"
"What? Venerable Immortal Panwu?"
"Yan's" voice sounded somewhat uncomfortable, "If that Hua Tiandu really obtained the legacy of Venerable Immortal Panwu, then defeating him will truly be too, too difficult. Venerable Immortal Panwu was one of the Nine Venerables of ancient times; the era of his cultivation even exceeded the several great Devil Emperors. He had long refined the Dao, become an immortal, and entered another space-time! Before refining the Dao and becoming an immortal, he left behind his legacy. His Panwu Vigorous Method, once cultivated, grants immense magic power, making him rarely meet an opponent in the world. It is the most orthodox method, often subduing people by force, and no one dares to disobey. Never mind, I won't say too much, lest I deal a blow to your confidence."
"There is nothing that can deal a blow to me. My confidence is like the sun and moon in the sky, like the rivers on the earth. Cultivation depends on the person who comes, not on the cultivation method. The path is walked step by step by step. Even if Hua Tiandu obtained that whatever? That legendary Gate of Everlasting Life you spoke of, it cannot extinguish my confidence!"
Fang Han said proudly: "Let's go, let's go back. After becoming an inner court disciple, there are many things to collect. Once we collect the items, we will go back and cultivate. We gained a lot on the Heavenly Devil Battlefield this time. When I step into the Divine Ability Realm in one swoop, let those people be shocked."
After becoming an inner court disciple, the welfare benefits were different. This was officially crossing the threshold.
"It's a pity that the Great Majestic Devil King was collected by Hua Tiandu, otherwise, refining it into an elixir would have an extraordinary effect." Yan said with pity.
Originally on the Heavenly Devil Battlefield, three thousand Heavenly Devils and a Devil King were all frozen by Hua Tiandu's one move "Snow Filling the Universe," but as Hua Tiandu left, these Heavenly Devils, including the Great Majestic Devil King, vanished into thin air, seemingly shifted away.
Obviously, this was all collected by Hua Tiandu.
Passing through the ancient and simple stone gate, Fang Han returned once more to the "Inner Immortal Courtyard" of the Yuhua Sect. At this time, many disciples who had passed the assessment had already returned, discussing among themselves. Upon seeing Fang Han, they all cast peculiar glances, some even pointing fingers, their faces full of disdain.
The matter of his challenging Hua Tiandu was sensational, explosive news, and it could now be said to have spread like wildfire.
Even those "half-elder" examiners shot abnormal looks at him, seemingly looking at a god of plague, absolutely unwilling to speak an extra word to him.
Fang Han didn't care about these things either, heading straight to the place to collect items. He received a high-tier dharma sword, various dharma talismans, such as the Divine Travel Talisman, which was a piece of yellow cloth vest drawn with many wind-shaped patterns, containing magic power. As long as it was tied to the legs, running vigorously would immediately summon a breeze surrounding the whole body, making oneself as light as a swallow, running like flying, without expending a bit of strength. Traveling thousands of miles a day was not difficult.
There were also message paper cranes, a stack of Vajra Talismans.
A Diving Talisman, holding this talisman in the mouth, allows one to extract the life energy in the water, preventing suffocation to death.
These dharma talismans were all dharma artifacts and spiritual talismans very useful for daily life and cultivation. Compared to the five talismans of outer court disciples, it was much more abundant.
Besides this, the highest value item was a bottle of elixir, as well as a water-fire Daoist robe, which could not only forcefully resist swords and sabers but also avoid water and fire. If fire burned onto the body, it would be difficult to invade the body; if water flooded over, it would automatically float.
As for that dharma sword, Fang Han didn't really care, because his original dharma sword, after being refined by Fang Qingxue, carried intense purple lightning and was very formidable. Except for the fact that it could not automatically fly out to kill enemies, its lethal power was not much different from a flying sword.
"Your residence has been relocated, arranged within the Inner Immortal Courtyard. This is your house number character plate. Without another person's consent, you cannot privately enter others' houses; otherwise, you will be penalized by the sect rules. Also, for three days every month, you must go to the Merit Conveyance Courtyard. At that time, the Merit Conveyance Elder from the Yuhua Heavenly Palace will impart to us the Yuhua Sect's method of cultivating the spirit, explain various secrets of the spirit, and point out a clear path to the Divine Ability Realm for you."
The elder distributing the various spiritual talismans stared at Fang Han for quite a while, before opening his mouth to narrate expressionlessly.
Fang Han didn't nod either, merely giving a "mhm" to show that he understood in his heart, and walked out alone.
"Haha, isn't this the overestimating Fang Han?" Just as he walked out the door, a voice conveyed over. Fang Han looked over and saw a man, and standing beside him was Fang Qingwei.
Fang Qingwei was also wearing a water-fire Daoist robe, obviously having been promoted to an inner court disciple. At this time, Fang Qingwei looked at Fang Han with an expression of schadenfreude and immense relief.
And the man beside her had a teasing smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes narrowed.
"Who are you?" Fang Han said coldly.
"Ye Nantian! Didn't you say that you are Qingwei's fiancé? You also said that whichever man is together with Qingwei, you would beat him up every time you saw him? I am now together with Qingwei, do you want to beat me up? Oh, right, I heard you even dared to talk back to Senior Brother Hua. It truly is the ignorant who are fearless… The Seven Malices Gourd was taken away, how does it feel?"
Ye Nantian stood beside Fang Qingwei and said.
Fang Han looked at this disciple named Ye Nantian, his spirit highly concentrated. Immediately, he sensed that this man's physical strength was exceptionally robust, probably not inferior to his own, and his spirit was also highly condensed, seemingly possessing a feeling of changing at any moment, like a butterfly breaking through a cocoon. His cultivation realm was unexpectedly even higher than his own; he was certainly an outstanding figure among the inner court disciples!
"Whether it is the ignorant who are fearless, you can give it a try." Fang Han closed his eyes and let out a long breath.
"Give it a try? In a few months, it will be the day the inner court revises the Mountain and River Ranking. When the time comes, I will be waiting for you on the Mountain and River Ranking. Oh, I forgot to tell you, I am third on the Mountain and River Ranking, you can call me Senior Brother Ye. However, having lost the Seven Malices Gourd, I fear you won't even be able to enter the Mountain and River Ranking."
Ye Nantian laughed heartily: "Qingwei, let's go."
"Fang Han, you are a slave from beginning to end, that cannot be changed." Fang Qingwei gave Fang Han a glance and left a sentence.
"Third on the Mountain and River Ranking, Ye Nantian! In a few months, you won't be." Fang Han didn't make a move, but walked towards his own room.
Once ignited, one would immediately be enveloped by golden mist-like aura, capable of withstanding arrows, crossbows, swords, and sabers, and even block a flying sword strike once. The burning duration is the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, used for emergency rescue.