Chapter 320 - 317: Bead of Pride

Chapter 320: Chapter 317: Bead of Pride

’This world is so twisted...’

Fang Can reflected inwardly as he listened to Ji Xinyu recount the chronicles of the Martial World.

Under the suppression of the Sixth Turn, a Fourth Turn expert could even be worn down and killed by a group of Transcendent Bodies.

When using a Heart Image in this world, its manifestation was sluggish. The amount that could be turned from illusory to real at one time was limited—this was what the Demon Sect previously referred to as One Qi.

Turning the illusory into the real required the Heart Image’s flow to be replenished, and the higher one’s Realm, the longer they could sustain this single flow of qi.

Once their power was suppressed and their energy depleted, the physical gap between them and their opponents would shrink, making it possible for them to be worn down and killed by a swarm of Transcendent Bodies using human-wave tactics.

For example, a First Turn expert could break twenty armors with One Qi before needing to replenish it. A Second Turn could break fifty, a Third Turn a hundred, and a Fourth Turn a thousand...

Ji Xinyu said, "I heard that over a decade ago, the previous Demon Sect Leader’s Qiankun Great Shift could constantly shift his Heart Image within his body, achieving an unending flow of One Qi."

"At the time, the Demon Sect was powerful. The imperial court devised a plot to surround him in a valley, preparing to trap and kill him. But in the end, the devil was one foot taller. The Sect Leader broke through 2,600 armors with a single flow of qi and held on until his subordinates arrived to rescue him."

"This feat shocked the entire imperial court and the Martial World. Even a peak Fourth Turn could only manage 1,500 armors with One Qi, yet he had nearly doubled that."

"But afterward, that Demon Sect Leader vanished without a trace. The Six Great Sects suspected he was grievously injured and near death, which led to the current siege of Cloudtop Peak."

Seeing the girl’s captivated expression, Fang Can couldn’t help but shake his head inwardly. ’Times have really changed.’

If they were in the Martial World, free from this suppression, a single full-powered strike from a Fourth Turn could easily annihilate a city of a million people. But here, they were like dragons stranded in shallow waters.

"But Elder Fang, your talent is astonishing! You’ve already reached the Third Turn at such a young age. Reaching the Fourth Turn in the future will probably be a simple matter for you," Ji Xinyu said, her eyes filled with admiration.

Fang Can gave a faint smile, not bothering to explain that he was currently a mere First Turn. Instead, he asked, "With the Six Great Sects about to besiege Cloudtop Peak, are you still planning to rendezvous with the main force?"

"Of course. The Six Great Sects have gathered. The annihilation of the Demon Dao hangs on this one battle. From this day forward, the righteous path will surely prosper. It is our duty to take part."

Ji Xinyu said earnestly, then looked at Fang Can with anticipation. "Elder Fang, why don’t you come up the mountain with us? With your strength, you’re bound to make a great name for yourself in the Martial World."

Fang Can considered the girl’s proposal for a moment. He figured it wouldn’t hurt to witness the prowess of the Six Great Sects, so he nodded lightly. "I see no reason not to. I’ll have to trouble you for the next few days."

The girl was overjoyed and waved her hands repeatedly. "You’re too kind, Elder Fang. You’ve shown us a life-saving grace. Not to mention we may encounter powerful enemies ahead. We should be the ones thanking you."

As she spoke, her gaze lingered obsessively on Fang Can’s face, his collarbones, and his rear. Little did she know that he had noticed her blatant staring, and he felt a strange sense of bewilderment.

His eyes swept over their camp, noting the group was overwhelmingly female. The other female disciples kept stealing glances at him. Fang Can knew that the next few days were probably going to be... eventful.

After dealing with the small squad from the Demon Sect’s Black Tortoise Banner and collecting the bodies, the group continued their journey to Cloudtop Peak on horseback. After another day of travel, they finally reached the small town at the foot of the mountain.

As the town at the foot of the Demon Sect’s mountain, it was home to some of the sect members’ families. Now, with the Six Great Sects advancing, the residents had received word in advance and had already evacuated.

Thus, the town had been completely converted into a stronghold for the righteous sects of the Martial World. The original residents were all gone, replaced by members of the orthodox path.

The Six Great Sects, the Twelve Sects, and the various smaller sects that had joined in numbered over ten thousand people in total.

It could be called the largest "team-building exercise" between the righteous and demonic paths in several hundred years. Both sides had turned out in full force.

As the senior sister, Ji Xinyu rode at the very front. After proving their sect’s identity, they were allowed to pass.

Not long after they entered the town, a cheerful voice called out from a distance, "Xinyu, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time."

Fang Can followed the voice and saw a beautiful, sword-wielding woman standing not far away, looking in their direction.

Upon seeing the beautiful woman, Xinyu quickly dismounted and said:

"Master, we ran into trouble on the road. We encountered a group of female fiends from the Demon Dao. If it weren’t for the help of a senior expert, I’m afraid we master and disciple would never have seen each other again."

"What!" The beautiful woman was shocked, but seeing that her beloved disciple was unharmed, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Her gaze then fell upon a silver-haired man on horseback. He wore a wooden mask with a thunder pattern that obscured his face. She hesitated, "Xinyu, this young hero is..."

"Master, this is Elder Fang Can who saved us. Although he is new to the Martial World, he has already entered the Third Turn Realm."

Ji Xinyu introduced him to her master, "When he heard about the crusade against the Demon Sect, his heroic spirit was moved, and he prepared to come and lend his aid."

’Third Turn...’ After hearing her disciple’s introduction, the beautiful woman observed the man on the horse with surprise.

She herself was over thirty and had only just barely reached the First Turn, yet this young man didn’t look old at all.

Meeting the beautiful woman’s gaze, Fang Can politely clasped his hands in greeting.

A smile appeared on the beautiful woman’s face. "Thank you for saving my disciple, Elder. I am Yang Danhong of the Yanfeng Sect."

"I was merely righting a wrong I happened upon."

Fang Can gently adjusted the wooden mask on his face. He had put it back on midway through their journey.

After all, he was well aware of his own charm when out and about.

This was a Female Venerate World, after all. If he didn’t want to find himself constantly fending off advances, it was better to hide his face.

After all, it would only be natural for these women to want to rape him.

The inns and large manors had already been occupied by the more famous and powerful sects. Led by Yang Danhong, they found the civilian residence where the Yanfeng Sect was quartered.

Out of respect for both his Realm and his gender, Fang Can was given a private room.

After declining Ji Xinyu’s offer to bring him water for a bath, Fang Can sat cross-legged on the bed and slowly began to circulate the [Demon Codex of the Seven Manifest Sins]!

After a period of consideration, Fang Can had ultimately chosen to practice this Cultivation Technique, one that led directly to the Eighth Turn.

As he circulated his energy according to the technique’s instructions, Fang Can began to visualize an emotional pearl named Pride.

As the first sin at the foundation of the Cultivation Technique, its importance was beyond doubt.

The defining characteristic of this Cultivation Technique was its snowball effect.

Each subsequent sin would be amplified based on the foundation of the first one.

Therefore, the stronger the sin of Pride, the greater the amplification for every sin that followed, and the more terrifying the Cultivation Technique’s power would become.

According to the Cultivation Technique’s description, a practitioner at the First Turn Realm would need to invest a hundred years of emotional accumulation just to barely construct a Gate of Pride of ordinary form.

But that only applied to a conventional First Turn expert.

Fang Can, however, was a First Turn who surpassed the limits of a Third Turn. Furthermore, his entire body could think, making his emotional power dozens of times greater than that of a normal person.

The emotional desires he gave off in a single moment were equivalent to a hundred years of bitter effort for an ordinary First Turn.

’Still... since I’ve decided to practice this, I’m going to see it through to the very end!’

Looking at the newly formed Pearl of Pride, a solemn glint flashed in Fang Can’s eyes.