I Want Both Divine Marks and Physical Power

After being confirmed as an Immortal Seedling, Fang Qing's status rose greatly.

Although none of the other disciples yet flattered Fang Qing as the leader among them, the Hundred Herb Liquid he needed was completely unlimited.

As long as Fang Qing genuinely needed Hundred Herb Liquid, the sect would provide it.

This allowed Fang Qing to open up his Bitter Sea even faster.

If the Bitter Sea had divisions of realms as well, then Fang Qing's Cultivation Level had now reached the peak of the Bitter Sea Realm.

Specks of radiance rippled out from below Fang Qing's navel. Divine Marks like rippling water, yet resembling iron chains, shot forth and struck a massive stone weighing several thousand jin, splitting it directly in two.

Divine Marks emerging from the Bitter Sea were a sign of success in cultivation.

This realm was still the Bitter Sea Realm, not the Life Spring Realm, but one could already employ some Mysterious Methods and refine magical treasures.

One small step further would bring him to the Life Spring Realm.

Within Lingxu Grotto-Heaven, there were also several Bitter Sea disciples who had cultivated to this realm. They were all the sect's hopes. Those disciples who had only just entered the Bitter Sea Realm could not release Divine Marks from their Bitter Seas, and their means of attack were extremely limited, making them only slightly stronger than ordinary people.

Fang Qing was now equivalent to the peak of the Bitter Sea Realm. The Divine Marks erupting from his Bitter Sea were genuine killing techniques capable of slaying other cultivators.

"Holy crap, Brother Fang is amazing! But Brother Fang looks like a Spider Demon now!"

Pang Bo watched the several-thousand-jin stone that had accompanied them for days get split in half. He was both shocked and envious.

He watched helplessly as Divine Marks shot out from Fang Qing's navel. They were even sharper than blades and swords; wherever they passed, stones were sliced in two, and even several large trees in the distance were severed in midair by the Divine Marks.

"Is this how cultivators with successful cultivation attack? If I can't get close, I'll definitely die. Only by getting close would I have a few chances."

Ye Fan also watched Fang Qing display his might from nearby.

This old classmate of theirs had opened his Bitter Sea to a considerable degree and even condensed Divine Marks within it. Once the Divine Marks struck out, neither wood nor stone could withstand them. His strength had increased enormously.

If he encountered an expert like Fang Qing, how could he defend himself?

Ye Fan felt that he should engage in close-quarters physical combat.

Only then would he have some chance.

But he soon realized there was no chance at all.

While this "Brother Fang" unleashed Divine Marks to kill his enemies, his body also moved at tremendous speed. In the blink of an eye, he had crossed dozens of zhang. With a vicious punch, he directly knocked a large tree to the ground.

And as his fists flew in battle, the Divine Marks dancing through the air remained under his control. Several streaks of light, like flying swords, circled Fang Qing as they attacked in all directions. Any enemy who might approach Fang Qing would be shredded into flesh and blood by these Divine Marks!

There was simply no way to defeat him!

"Brother Fang is way too monstrous. He's already cultivated Divine Marks, and his physical attacks are even stronger than mine. That punch had to carry tens of thousands of jin of force, right? I only have a few thousand jin!"

The shock on Pang Bo's face deepened.

He glanced at Ye Fan and immediately knew Ye Fan was thinking the same thing.

They couldn't beat him!

They truly couldn't beat him.

Someone who cultivated Divine Marks while possessing even greater physical strength than others—if anyone managed to get close, they would only be hammered to death by Fang Qing.

There was no way to fight him.

"Good thing Brother Fang is on our side. Otherwise, we'd be completely screwed."

Pang Bo muttered.

Ye Fan nodded.

His physical strength had grown ever stronger over these days. Each arm possessed several thousand jin of force, and with both arms combined, he had over ten thousand jin of strength. If an ordinary Bitter Sea cultivator encountered him, a moment's carelessness could truly get them smashed to the ground. But if he encountered someone who cultivated both physical strength and Divine Marks, then he would be in danger.

He still needed to continue cultivating diligently and could not slack off.

Ye Fan reached out, grabbed a stone weighing several thousand jin, and began training his strength. Before long, he was carrying that massive stone as he swept past the small hill like a wild gale.

"Ye Zi and Brother Fang are working so hard. I can't fall behind either!"

Pang Bo muttered as he watched the two cultivate, then began his own cultivation as well.

He had two things to do. First, he had to perceive the Wheel of Life with Elder Wu Qingfeng's help. Second, he had to cultivate the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill. He needed to cultivate both aspects and make both of them formidable.

The entire area around the thatched huts was swept up in a frenzy of cultivation.

When one person started pushing himself, he drove the other two to do the same.

When all three pushed themselves together, all three saw their Cultivation Levels rise at incredible speed.

Time flew by, and half a month soon passed.

Over those half a month, Fang Qing's side remained peaceful. No outsiders came to disturb them.

Ye Fan's strength had reached several tens of thousands of jin. He looked like a humanoid tiger.

No, a humanoid dragon-elephant.

Pang Bo had also sensed his Wheel of Life and successfully entered the Bitter Sea Realm.

However, he was still far from being able to release Divine Marks from his Bitter Sea. His Bitter Sea had only just been opened to a space the size of a sesame seed.

Naturally, Fang Qing had made the greatest progress.

Bolstered by vast amounts of Hundred Herb Liquid, Fang Qing's Bitter Sea had been opened wider and deeper. Faintly, a passage could be seen extending downward from the uppermost part of the Bitter Sea, nearly reaching its deepest point and opening the route to the Wheel of Life.

Great quantities of life essence transformed into Divine Marks that flew freely through Fang Qing's Bitter Sea.

Within his body, these Divine Marks were like electric drills, constantly boring into the passage leading to the Wheel of Life. Once they emerged from the Bitter Sea, they became incomparably powerful attack methods. Every Divine Mark was comparable to a blade or sword. If a Divine Mark struck a person's body, it could immediately cleave them in two.

Fang Qing's physical strength also grew greater and greater. The vast amounts of Hundred Herb Liquid not only became power for opening his Bitter Sea, but also power for tempering his body. His muscles, bones, limbs, internal organs, and bowels were nourished by all that essence, becoming suffused with immortal aura and boundless strength.

In terms of physical strength, he was far ahead as well.

"Another fifteen days have passed. When it comes to cultivation, there really isn't enough time."

Fang Qing sighed softly. He saw that the Bronze Fishing Rod in his mind had cooled down once more and could be used to fish again.

This was something worth looking forward to.

Fang Qing washed his hands, bathed, changed clothes, and then began fishing.

The Bronze Fishing Rod was cast out, scattering into some unknown place.

A moment later, the Bronze Fishing Rod sank slightly.

Fang Qing began reeling it in.

He caught an elixir pill.

It was a crystal-clear, jade-like elixir pill that emitted a fragrant aroma. Simply smelling it made one feel refreshed, as though every pore in the body were about to open.

Fang Qing looked at the Bronze Fishing Rod's description of the elixir pill.

"Clear Sun Pill. Refined over one year in a pill furnace using three hundred and twenty-five kinds of Heavenly Earth Rare Treasures. It can greatly increase a person's mental strength and physical power."

"Clear Sun Pill? This is perfect."

Fang Qing's face brightened with delight as he read the description of the elixir pill.

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