Chapter 267 - 264: The Fastest Legend of the Pure Heart Abbey

Chapter 267: Chapter 264: The Fastest Legend of the Pure Heart Abbey

In the Martial World, within a hidden corner of the Great Zhou that no detector could ever find.

Inside the Suxin Zhai sect, the Core Disciples, elders, and Hall Masters were all gathered together.

Unlike the clumsy and unrefined outer disciples, these core members of the sect were each enchantingly beautiful, their eyes shimmering with an inner light.

After a busy day, it was now late at night. Each of these female cultivators was like a silver carp under the moon—impossibly beautiful.

One elder, holding a jade whisk, leaned against a pillar. Her cool gaze held a burning fire as she sized up the handsome young man before her:

"Hmph! The Sword Intent of Jiejian Mountain certainly nourishes its people well. Even their male disciples are so... succulent!"

"After practicing the ’Yin-Yang Harmonious Union Art’ for so many years, we can finally test the waters and spar with a disciple from outside the Sect," another radiant woman, draped in starlight, said in anticipation.

"When I followed the Sect Leader to the Great Zhou’s Capital City for the All-Nations Tournament, I was practically drooling over this young hero. Sect Leader, please let me be the first to spar with him!" requested another female cultivator, this one barefoot and wearing golden snake earrings.

...

Before Fang Can stood a flock of seventy-two chattering beauties, disciples included. Their looks were in no way inferior to those of his own harem, and over fifty of them had reached the Heaven-Ascending Road Realm. They were clearly the absolute backbone of the Suxin Zhai sect.

But according to what the girl in the red dress had told him, these women normally cultivated by circulating the ’Yin-Yang Harmonious Union Art’ among themselves. After dozens, or even hundreds, of years of this, their built-up resentment was terrifyingly immense.

Even a zombie walking past these female cultivators would probably have some of its yang energy sucked right out of it.

’So many of them... I wonder if I can handle it.’

Fang Can suddenly thought, right on the verge of it all.

But it was all for the great cause of the superhumans. Even if he couldn’t handle it, he had to try until he died!

The Sect Leader of Suxin Zhai watched them all teasing one another, her expression languid as she spoke:

"Alright, we only have the right to use him for three days. After that, you’ll have to get in line if you want your turn."

"Right now, this kid hasn’t learned his lesson yet. He’s quite arrogant. Who wants to be the first to lead the charge?"

As soon as she spoke, the crowd erupted, each one clamoring to teach Fang Can a lesson.

Seeing her disciples act this way, the Sect Leader nodded in satisfaction. Though none of them had any real experience, the wolf-like spirit of Suxin Zhai had been well-preserved.

"Good. In that case, Elder Xi Xing, you go first."

The Sect Leader casually pointed to a Third Turn Suxin Zhai elder and added coldly:

"The rest of you... if you haven’t reached the Heaven-Ascending Road Realm, don’t even think about it. You didn’t cultivate hard enough, so now you can only watch from the side!"

"Yes!"

Amidst the sighs of the Core Disciples at the Transcendent Body Realm, the Suxin Zhai elder known as Xi Xing stepped forward in acknowledgment.

As Fang Can observed her, he saw a gown of indigo starlight gauze shrouding her body in a starry mist.

Her eyes had been reshaped by the ’Yin-Yang Harmonious Union Art’; her left eye reflected the moon, and her right held the stars.

Beneath the starry gauze, a Secret Silver Curse Pattern could be faintly seen winding along her spine, glittering as if it were alive.

This elder with stars and moon in her eyes sized up the handsome, white-haired, red-eyed young man before her, her tone oppressive:

"Young Master Fang, will you be disarming yourself? Or shall this elder help you?"

Nodding with a hint of resignation, Fang Can placed his hands on the lapels of his robe. From the side, the Sect Leader’s languid voice spoke up:

"Kid, I forgot to tell you. I’ve already activated the Heaven-Gazing Stone. Everything that happens here is being recorded."

Before Fang Can’s eyes, a smooth Magic Ball had appeared in the Sect Leader’s hand at some point:

"Your pathetic performance to come will be the best proof of my Suxin Zhai’s power. Who knows? I might just make a hundred billion copies for all the Martial Artists in the world to enjoy."

Fang Can’s movements paused. Suppressing the awkwardness rising within him, he slowly began to remove his plain white robe.

As he moved, the entire hall had fallen silent, leaving only the sound of slightly heavier breathing.

A body like carved white jade, still glimmering with starlight in the darkness of the night, stood in the center of the hall.

Flawless, as if it were a creation of the Goddess of Beauty herself.

Before, when Fang Can was clothed in his robe, he was as handsome as a celestial god, a dazzling focal point in any crowd.

But now, as he "disarmed" and donned the emperor’s new clothes...

Everyone finally understood that the robe had not been an embellishment of his beauty. Instead, it had been concealing ninety percent of it.

It was like the iceberg theory in aesthetics.

The beauty Fang Can had previously revealed was merely the tip of the iceberg, the shallowest layer.

The truly soul-stirring beauty, the more than eighty percent of it, was something they would have to work hard to excavate, little by little.

And now, that iceberg was finally beginning to surface before their very eyes.

Before today, it wasn’t as if these Core Disciples and elders had never seen other men.

Every day, they passed through the grand Suxin Zhai plaza and would inevitably see the outer disciples cultivating with their "materials."

But the more they watched, the more disgusted they became with the physical form. They felt that the affair between men and women was just that—vulgar!

But at this moment, Fang Can was proving them wrong with the facts!

What a perfect body this was! What had they been looking at before?

If Fang Can’s body of ice and jade was made from the waters of the nine heavens...

...then what they had seen before was nothing but mud, nothing but dust.

Compared to the masterpiece before them, all others seemed unbearably ugly.

Beautiful!!!

Even the Sect Leader of Suxin Zhai stared at the young man, stunned for several breaths, before subconsciously bringing a finger to her lips and licking it lightly.

Fang Can looked down at his last remaining piece of clothing and said subconsciously, "This last part..."

"Disarm!!!"

The Sect Leader’s icy voice rang in his ears. She had realized, to her own surprise, that she had been staring in a daze.

Her voice snapped the other dazed female cultivators back to their senses, and one by one, they began to urge him on impatiently:

"Disarm!!!"

"That’s right! Hurry up and disarm for me!"

"What are you waiting for?! Disarm!"

...

Before Fang Can could even think, Xi Xing, who stood right in front of him and was taking the full brunt of the visual assault, could no longer hold back.

She reached out and yanked at the fine fabric.

Okay. With Elder Xi Xing’s action, the iceberg hidden beneath the sea finally broke the surface, revealing itself to all.

Now completely exposed, even Fang Can, with his iron will, felt a little uncomfortable.

His cascading silver hair was like flowing moonlight, shimmering with a hazy halo in the flickering candlelight of the hall.

His long eyelashes trembled, and his skin was like snow-white petals soaked in the light of dusk.

A faint gold flickered in the depths of his red eyes, like fireflies startled by the night wind.

The young man’s slender shoulder blades twitched slightly, and the elegant lines of his collarbones cast a small shadow beneath his skin, like the winding cracks on ice-crackle porcelain.

He raised his arms, his long fingers covering the crucial parts, and this half-hidden, half-visible appearance made the cultivators’ hearts stir like a spring creek flowing beneath a layer of ice.

The rising and falling gasps and cries of admiration from the Core Disciples made Fang Can feel a bit uneasy.

This feeling of being objectified, of his body being scrutinized, made his brow furrow slightly.

Among everyone present, the calmest was, of course, the Fourth Turn Sect Leader.

"Sect Leader, I believe Elder Xi Xing is too inexperienced. This kind of matter should be handled by me."

An elder spoke up during the brief silence.

Immediately, similar voices began volunteering one after another.

They all clearly wanted Xi Xing to let go of the man so they could have a turn themselves!

As the focus of everyone’s attention, Xi Xing said nothing, instead using her actions to declare her sovereignty.

The might of a Third Turn cultivator was terrifying. Under her hand, Fang Can was powerless to resist and was pressed to the floor.

With just a simple touch, Xi Xing felt a strange sensation from her palm, and the speed at which her Cultivation Technique circulated began to faintly accelerate.

This was a feeling she had never experienced when circulating her technique with her fellow sect members.

’I’ve really hit the jackpot this time!’ Xi Xing knew this was a rare opportunity.

Where else would she ever find a young man who cultivated the "Y-God Curse," was a supreme-grade cauldron, and was on the Heaven-Ascending Road?

Her heart surging with excitement, Xi Xing met the young man’s eyes and saw a clear trace of impatience in them.

"Can you hurry up?"

Fang Can whispered to the girl’s crystalline earlobe, the implication of his words irritating Xi Xing.

"Hurry?" Xi Xing said coldly, circulating her Cultivation Technique and pressing her hand on Fang Can’s shoulder. "You haven’t seen what I’m capable of. This won’t be over even in a full day!"

Then, to Fang Can’s surprise, he saw that under her True Qi, he was beginning to be... ’ripened’.

"What do you think we at Suxin Zhai do? Our control over flesh and blood is naturally beyond anything you can compare to!"

Xi Xing said mockingly.

When she came to her senses, she was already lying on the floor of the pale great hall.

"What happened? Is the day over?" Xingxi looked up at the ceiling beams, only to see that the starlight outside was unchanged.

"A day? In your dreams! It hasn’t even been half an incense stick’s time! Get lost, you useless thing!"

The Sect Leader’s voice was filled with uncontrollable rage.

Xingxi subconsciously turned her head and saw the young man’s red eyes looking at her calmly.