Sparring

"Fang Xuan."

"Greetings, Big Sister."

Fang Qingxue, dressed in white, appeared exceptionally cold and aloof. Her skin was like solidified fat, her eyebrows like crescent moons, and her bones like jade, her skin like ice.

She seemed like a fairy who had emerged from the Moon Palace, or perhaps a princess from the Dragon Palace in the Dragon Abyss River.

The world around her became pure, imbued with a sacred aura.

Facing such a woman, anyone would feel a sense of inferiority. Moreover, this woman was not only beautiful but also possessed a cultivation level far beyond their reach.

In his previous life, money was the source of courage. In this world, power was the source of courage.

When he was just a small fry, he did feel a sense of inferiority when facing Fang Qingxue. But now that his cultivation had greatly increased and his future was vast, his state of mind was naturally different. He could look at this reincarnation of the Lightning Mother as an equal.

The other Fang Family disciples also showed expressions of anticipation.

"Is there a good show to watch?"

"Do you think Big Sister can defeat Fang Xuan?"

"Nonsense. Big Sister is invincible. Fang Xuan just got lucky and ate a rare treasure. How can he compare to Big Sister?"

"I think so too."

"Stop talking nonsense, look."

Fang Qingwei was Fang Qingxue's younger sister, born of the same mother. Fang Xuan had beaten Fang Qingwei, and it was said that when the First Madam went to find Fang Xuan, she was also rebuffed.

Would Fang Qingxue, as the eldest daughter, fight Fang Xuan?

Everyone was extremely looking forward to this.

Fang Qingxue ignored the gazes of others, her eyes fixed on Fang Xuan, and said in a cold voice, "Heaven gives birth to all things to nourish people. So-called rare treasures are no different from cultivation pills. Your ability to obtain the Crimson Flame Vermilion Fruit is also your own destiny. In three months, it will be the Immortal Feather Sect's outer sect assessment. Only you and I in the entire Fang Family have a chance. Do not waste this opportunity. Also, I have already reached the Internal Fortification realm."

Fang Xuan was truly shocked this time. He could only say that she was indeed worthy of being the reincarnation of the Lightning Mother; it was truly outrageous.

He had worked himself to death, killing people and seizing opportunities, and only then did he barely step into the Internal Fortification realm. But Fang Qingxue had achieved it so easily.

"Little Brother understands," Fang Xuan said.

"As for Qingwei, you don't need to pay attention to her. She's just a child. Cultivate well."

"Okay."

After speaking, Fang Qingxue turned and left, leaving behind a crowd of disappointed people.

Fang Hong also ran over and asked in a low voice, "Fang Hong, Big Sister didn't make things difficult for you, did she?"

Fang Xuan smiled and said, "Big Sister's heart is set on the immortal path. She won't bother with such trivial matters. I won't talk to you anymore, I need to start cultivating too. You should also practice diligently. If there's a chance, we can both enter the immortal path together and seek longevity."

"Oh!"

Fang Xuan also walked to a spot not far from Fang Qingxue and began practicing his fist techniques.

The slight sense of pride he had felt upon entering the Internal Fortification realm was completely extinguished.

He had a Golden Finger, but there were countless peerless geniuses in this world, and even some Heavenly Monarchs who had reincarnated, with profound foundations. He needed to work desperately hard to not fall behind.

One must know that life in this world was extremely strange. Artifact spirits could reincarnate as humans, pills could reincarnate as humans, and even some divine abilities could.

It was simply outrageous.

Compared to these people, his Golden Finger still had significant shortcomings!

"Giant Spirit Hand" Fang Tong also appeared in the training ground to teach the Pine Crane Longevity Fist.

Fang Xuan found that after reaching the new realm, his understanding of the Pine Crane Longevity Fist also changed. Before, he thought that as long as he had enough resources, he could easily master the Pine Crane Longevity Fist. Now it seemed that he was just imitating it and couldn't understand the true meaning within.

Refining the body to resemble a crane, two volumes of scriptures under a thousand pines.

"Indeed, a false transmission is a myriad of scriptures, a true transmission is a single sentence. Guidance from a master is worth years of hard cultivation on one's own," Fang Xuan sighed.

Crane Claw Imprints Sand.

White Crane Spreads Wings.

White Crane in the Clouds.

Immortal Crane Shakes Feathers.

Snake Crane Conflict.

In the open space, Fang Xuan once again performed the Pine Crane Longevity Fist. The movements were the same, but compared to before, they were more agile.

One movement, one stillness, one void, one solid.

It was as if a real white crane was dancing gracefully under a thousand-year-old pine.

Not far away, Fang Qingxue also stopped her movements, a strange look appearing in her eyes.

Three months passed in a flash.

Fang Xuan did not go to open a new world to chase after his clone. Instead, he calmly practiced his fist techniques in the Myriad Phenomena Garden every day, settling the unstable foundation caused by his rapid increase in realm.

Bang bang bang~

Fang Xuan's feet stomped the ground, taking ten steps in quick succession, leaving footprints several centimeters deep in the hard brickwork.

His fist shot out like a cannon, tearing through the air with a buzzing shriek. The surrounding flowers and plants rustled in the wind, and even the Fang Family disciples watching felt a stinging sensation on their cheeks, the fierce wind like knives.

"Big Sister, be careful."

Fang Qingxue, facing Fang Xuan, had a solemn expression. Her eyes were sharp as blades. She turned slightly, not daring to meet the blow head-on.

The sparring sessions over the past few days had shown her how astonishingly strong her younger brother's bones and muscles were. His monstrous strength was unparalleled, like a Hegemon reborn.

During their first sparring session, she had suffered a great loss due to that monstrous strength. Her arm had ached for half a month and was almost broken.

Fang Qingxue snorted coldly, lightly stepping her foot. Her body floated away like a white crane, dodging the punch.

Her hand hooked like a crane's beak, breaking through the strong wind and aiming for Fang Xuan's temple.

Crane Stretches Neck to Gaze.

Fang Qingxue's hand seemed soft, but if it landed, even raw iron would be pierced.

Fang Xuan wasn't flustered by this move. Instead, he grinned lightly.

Immortal Crane Shakes Feathers.

His arms swung lightly, like a crane dancing. A fierce wind swept out, directly smashing towards Fang Qingxue's waist.

Helpless, Fang Qingxue had to change her move. Her right foot darted out, kicking towards Fang Xuan.

The two separated in an instant.

"No more fighting. We were taught by the same master, we can't break each other's moves!" Fang Xuan rubbed his slightly red arm and said helplessly.

On the other side, Fang Qingxue was in a worse state. Her entire right foot was numb, without any feeling, and her leg bone was throbbing constantly.

Fang Qingxue was also troubled. At the same realm, practicing the same cultivation method, her kick only made Fang Xuan's arm red, while she herself couldn't fight anymore due to the recoil.

Such strong bones, such monstrous strength.

"Big Sister, we're leaving for the Immortal Feather Sect tomorrow. Let's stop here for today. Get some good rest. When we go to the Immortal Sect, we must strive for a good immortal path," Fang Xuan said.

Fang Qingxue also nodded and said, "Alright, let's stop here. You go back first, I'll practice a bit more."

"Uh, you don't need to be so diligent, do you? It's okay to rest for a night. Say goodbye to the family. We don't know when we'll be able to return after going to the Immortal Sect," Fang Xuan said speechlessly.

"No need. The path of immortality is long, my heart is like iron."

"Alright, suit yourself."

Fang Xuan didn't try to persuade her further. He nodded and turned to leave.

After a while, Fang Qingxue's mouth twitched slightly as she moved her still limping right leg out of the Myriad Phenomena Garden.

In the shadows not far away, Fang Xuan watched the scene with a smile.

"Stubborn as a mule."

This Big Sister was still quite tsundere.