To Win the Saintess, the Righteous Path Won't Do

The peerless young genius Ba Fenghan, who had come from beyond the frontier to challenge the many martial arts masters of the Central Plains, had run into Fang Qing and been utterly crushed.

It had to be said that, at such a young age, Ba Fenghan had cultivated a steady, cold martial heart. This was one of the essential conditions for becoming a martial arts grandmaster. But he had encountered Fang Qing, who never played by the rules, and thus suffered a devastating defeat.

Fang Qing did not kill the young man named Ba Fenghan. He was somewhat interested in Ba Fenghan's unusual bearing.

From the perspective of fighting and challenges, Fang Qing had not actually fought many battles since making his name. There was still much room for improvement in his understanding of true qi and Profound Light.

Ba Fenghan, on the other hand, had challenged opponents all the way here, repeatedly tempering an invincible, cold-hearted martial will through countless life-and-death battles. This was also something Fang Qing could learn from.

Thus, Fang Qing did not use his absolute Profound Light to kill Ba Fenghan. Instead, he spared his life. If this young talent was not crushed by today's events, continued tempering would bring out even more interesting things in him.

After arriving in this world, Fang Qing could naturally become invincible beneath heaven through his own strength, but he still had many things to learn.

Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, and Ba Fenghan could all help advance him in certain respects.

Within Wang Tong's residence, the many guests watched Fang Qing casually wave a hand and send the young talent Ba Fenghan flying, as though crushing him beneath his feet. Reverence and admiration appeared on every face.

Everyone knew that Young Master Fang Qing's Cultivation Level had reached an unimaginable realm. Even if Ning Daoqi, the foremost master of the mysterious sects, came in person, he would likely be no match for him.

Thus, they became even more willing to follow Fang Qing and accomplish great things.

"From now on, we shall achieve great things under Young Master Kou's command."

The heads of countless factions bowed to Kou Zhong, deciding to follow him in raising an uprising.

"If Young Master does not disdain us, my Qingshuang Sect is willing to provide weapons, funds, and provisions. Every man under the Qingshuang Sect is yours, Young Master."

Chen Yuanzhi, the chief of the Qingshuang Sect, declared his complete submission.

Everything the sect possessed could be offered up in support of Kou Zhong's conquest of the realm.

"Thank you."

At first, Kou Zhong had felt as though he were dreaming. But now, he knew it was no dream. Because of Brother Fang's overwhelming martial strength, all the heroes throughout the city had willingly formed into a single group and jointly acknowledged him as the city's lord.

The pressure was immense, but it also made him increasingly excited.

With the chaos of the age arriving, many cities had transformed overnight into independent powers. Some city lords had even declared themselves emperors.

In such turbulent times, with Brother Fang's support, conquering the entire realm did not seem difficult at all!

Therefore, Kou Zhong familiarized himself with the leaders of the many local factions in the shortest time possible, then established his own inner circle.

Although many of those under his command had their own schemes, the urgent matter was still to make use of them.

If he used people well and built up his own loyal followers, his path toward hegemony would be far steadier in the future.

Fang Qing watched Kou Zhong mingle with the gathered heroes, a faint smile appearing on his face.

It had to be said that Kou Zhong was naturally ambitious and possessed great boldness. As he spoke and interacted with countless people, the atmosphere in the hall became increasingly lively.

Xu Ziling, meanwhile, had an entirely different temperament. He stood there seemingly unwilling to speak with anyone, his entire person exuding a tranquil, natural air. This was his unique character.

Kou Zhong was fire, while Xu Ziling was water. After cultivating the Longevity Art, their personalities had grown ever more distinct, yet they remained the best of brothers.

Just as the hall was filled with cheer, the sound of a flute drifted over.

The flute melody appeared and vanished through the air. Its brilliance lay in the fact that its notes followed no fixed tune, seeming to rise from the heart in an impromptu performance.

The flute music stretched on through the void, lingering and tender, before turning lofty and stirring, soaring endlessly higher.

Everyone in the hall felt as though someone were whispering beside their ears, resonating with the deepest parts of their hearts and drawing out each person's hidden pain and joy, stirring countless emotions within them.

The melody shifted again, its notes gradually becoming bright and even, as though heaven and earth themselves had turned radiant alongside it.

The flute abruptly ceased.

No one in the hall spoke. They seemed to remain immersed in the music.

"Truly excellent. Her command of music has nearly entered the Dao. Rare indeed, rare indeed."

After a moment, Fang Qing spoke.

Though he did not understand music, the flute melody that had spread through the air just now could stir the deepest emotions within people's hearts. It could even alter their perception of the outside world, making heaven and earth seem brighter in time with the melody. This was enough to show the flutist's skill.

Fang Qing was somewhat curious. If this musical master named Shi Qingxuan could go to the Shrouding the Heavens World, she would likely find some resonance with Hua Yunfei of the Taixuan Sect.

Fang Qing looked into the distance and saw a woman standing outside. She wore a creamy white fitted-sleeve blouse, her waist bound by a blue floral brocade sash. She carried a mulberry basket in one hand, her dark hair tied with a cage-like ornament, its hook fashioned like a lovely branch.

The woman wore a sheng hat that concealed her features, but Fang Qing's spiritual senses were not blocked by it. Thus, Fang Qing saw an exceptionally beautiful woman.

Shi Qingxuan was a woman of great background in this world. Her father was Shi Zhixuan, the Evil King renowned throughout the demonic path, while her mother had been a Saintess of the righteous path.

Back then, Evil King Shi Zhixuan's demonic arts were invincible. At the mention of the Evil King's name, everyone on the righteous path turned pale with fear. To deal with him, Cihang Jingzhai, the leader of the righteous path, dispatched its own Saintess to feed herself to the demon, packaging herself up and delivering herself to the Evil King. This finally caused the Evil King to fall in love, leaving him unable to exert much influence over the martial world any longer.

Shi Qingxuan was the child born of the Demon King and the Saintess.

When Fang Qing thought of this, he found it immensely amusing.

Back when Cihang Jingzhai's Saintess, Bi Xiuxin, entered the martial world, who knew how many martial arts masters had coveted her? The great scholar Wang Tong before him and Ouyang Xiyi were both among those who had spent countless efforts hoping to become Dao companions with Bi Xiuxin. But how could a righteous-path Saintess like Bi Xiuxin be moved by the confessions of ordinary men?

Only the greatest demon beneath heaven was worthy of her offering herself to feed the demon.

Thus, the many experts of the righteous martial world became simps, while only Evil King Shi Zhixuan won the beauty's heart. Not only did he obtain Bi Xiuxin, but he also had a daughter with her.

"If you want to win a fairy maiden, then enter the demonic path. So long as you withstand the righteous path's initial demon-slaying campaign, they'll deliver themselves to your door."

At the beginning of the month, asking for monthly votes and follows. By the way, would it be good if the protagonist fished up a Daoist scripture?