Chapter 315 - 312: World-Famous Painting: Jiang Ning’an’s Breakthrough to the Fourth Turn

Chapter 315: Chapter 312: World-Famous Painting: Jiang Ning’an’s Breakthrough to the Fourth Turn

"Fang Can..."

Liu Qingmeng’s usually cold demeanor was now like a blazing fire. She was like a traveler deprived of water for days in the desert, filled with a desperate thirst.

As she stared at him intently, Fang Can could feel his own aptitude unexpectedly rising.

This place held a mortal danger for him—a great terror!!!

Instinctively, Fang Can took a step back, only to find the path he had come from was completely sealed.

Before he could react, he felt his wrist clamped in a burning-hot iron grip.

It was Liu Qingmeng’s hand. He didn’t know when she had appeared before him, as if she had teleported.

"Elder Liu, snap out of i—mmph!"

Fang Can couldn’t finish his sentence before a faint, sweet fragrance washed over him.

Under the immense force, Fang Can felt as if his skull was about to shatter.

"Mmph...! Elder...! You...!"

He had no chance to resist. The next moment, Fang Can felt a chilling cold seep into his very bones.

BOOM—

The delirious Liu Qingmeng nearly crushed Fang Can’s shoulder bones with her hands, forcefully slamming his back against the frigid floor of the cold chamber.

"Elder! You can’t!" Fang Can resisted with great difficulty. "Think about Ning An..."

The moment Fang Can uttered those two words, the last thread of Liu Qingmeng’s sanity snapped. He then felt her Spiritual Power surge crazily into his Dantian.

Then, Fang Can saw Liu Qingmeng struggle to maintain a shred of clarity on her Spirit Platform to utter one last sentence: "Let me forget everything..."

’This is bad... I’m going to die!’

Alarm bells rang in Fang Can’s mind. He immediately activated his Cultivation Technique, converting all his strength, speed, and skill into the ultimate impact-resistant defense.

Almost instantly, black rings materialized around his hands and feet.

BOOM—

As her voice faded, Fang Can’s eyes flew wide open. He felt the terrifying destructive power of the frenzied Liu Qingmeng as excruciating pain spread from his bones to the very ends of his nerves.

The power gap between the Third Turn and the Fourth Turn was a thousandfold.

But now, stimulated by the Fire Pill, Liu Qingmeng’s Realm had reached the Fifth Turn, and her formidable physical body had reached the terrifying level of the Half-Step Fifth Turn.

The difference was now at least a hundred-thousandfold, not to mention that the completely irrational Liu Qingmeng had no concept of holding back.

If they were in the outside world, a single full-power blow might have blasted Fang Can into a bloody mist.

Fortunately, the two were inside a Sixth Turn secret realm. Fang Can’s power was suppressed to the Profound Gate Seventh Layer, and now, with his Secret Technique activated, it was forcibly raised to the Eighth Layer.

Meanwhile, Liu Qingmeng—a Fourth Turn cultivator suppressed to the Ninth Layer Realm—now wielded Half-Step Fifth Turn power, reaching the First Turn Realm with ten times the strength of the Ninth Layer.

Six hours later, Liu Qingmeng’s consciousness slowly returned.

She felt that only one percent of her power had been replenished. If this continued, it wouldn’t be long before she lost her sanity again.

One day later, Fang Can was still alive!

Three days later, Fang Can was struggling to stay alive!

Five days later, Fang Can was probably, maybe, still alive!

After thirty days of such a life, a presence as mighty as a dragon and tiger erupted on Jiejian Mountain!

A piercing sword cry soared into the sky, tearing through the heavens. A figure in white had appeared, floating in mid-air, a longsword in hand and eyes burning with intensity.

This time, she, Jiang Ning’an, at the tender age of her twenties, had officially broken through to the supreme Fourth Turn Realm.

A Fourth Turn cultivator in their twenties was a rarity throughout history!

"Now, not even Master can stand between me and Fang Can." Jiang Ning’an’s eyes shone, her heart surging with boundless pride.

Her figure slowly descended back onto Jiejian Mountain. The Disciples before her cupped their hands in unison and said, "Congratulations, Senior Sister Jiang, on breaking through to the Fourth Turn."

"It is nothing. I have been in seclusion for over a month. Has Master not yet returned?" Jiang Ning’an said, suppressing her joy.

"The Sect Leader and Young Master Fang have not returned. However, the other Fourth Turn cultivators are back. The sky-curtain has closed completely. According to their accounts, the Sect Leader may have obtained the true inheritance of a Sixth Turn," a Disciple replied.

"Then this is truly one joyous event after another." Jiang Ning’an was delighted. ’My master has probably also obtained what she desired. If she can break through as well, it will become a celebrated tale.’

Thinking of this, she looked at her fellow sect members with a gentle expression and said, "I must trouble you all to continue guarding the mountain gate for me. Ning An has just broken through and needs to peacefully stabilize her state of mind."

As the Disciples of Jiejian Mountain agreed, the young woman flicked her black hair and returned to the mountain to continue her quiet cultivation, taking advantage of the lingering effects of the Lush Greenery.

Meanwhile, the unconscious Fang Can was just regaining his senses. He stared blankly at the ceiling, a thought rising in his mind:

’Who am I... Where am I... What am I supposed to do...’

Unbeknownst to him, after a continuous month of depletion, his power had not decreased but instead had risen. He was now on the verge of breaking through to the Second Turn.