Foundation

Fang Xuan woke from that state, feeling the power within him—it had clearly increased.

He knew his own strength well. Before, he could barely draw an eighty-pound bow, but now it had more than doubled.

That was astonishing.

The Tenth Level of Body Refinement had long spread throughout the Great Li Dynasty. Crossing from the Technique Realm into the Suppleness Realm could increase one's strength, but at most by a hundred pounds. Those with exceptional talent might gain a little more, but the increase was limited. Yet now, Fang Xuan had gained over two hundred pounds of force.

Fang Xuan's face lit up with wild joy. He understood this was the benefit of a deeper foundation.

A mouse doubling its strength and an elephant doubling its strength were two completely different concepts.

"Good, good, good. I didn't expect my Golden Finger to be this powerful. The next realm is the Divine Strength Realm. If I reach it, I'll have several thousand pounds of force. I wonder if my foundation will make me even stronger then?" Fang Xuan said excitedly.

Though excited, Fang Xuan didn't lose himself. The earlier realms were easy to break through, but the Divine Strength Realm would be difficult.

Several thousand pounds of force in the Profound Yellow Great World was One Horse Strength. To reach the Divine Strength Realm, one needed large amounts of food and medicinal pills to nourish the body.

"No rush. Take it slow."

Two hours of training had left Fang Xuan a bit tired, though his spirit was still high. He went straight to the well, washed himself with cold water, and returned to his room to rest.

The next morning, his biological clock woke him, and he headed straight for the Myriad Phenomena Garden.

Ever since he learned this was the Eternal Life Great World, he had never slacked off in his training.

This world was too terrifying. Without mastering power, one couldn't even control their own fate.

Thinking of those demonic cultivators—who, to refine techniques or forge artifacts, would casually slaughter hundreds of thousands of mortals, and some fiends would even massacre an entire world—it made one's scalp tingle.

In the Myriad Phenomena Garden, Fang Xuan wasn't the earliest to arrive. The familiar white figure was already standing in the center, continuously punching at the Blue Granite.

Bang, bang, bang.

Each light sound struck at everyone's hearts. With enduring stamina, the more he trained, the more spirited he became, the stronger he grew.

Accompanied by the crackling sounds like firecrackers breaking the air, palm prints were left on the iron-hard Blue Granite.

Fang Xuan subconsciously swallowed. The excitement from breaking through last night was doused like cold water in this moment.

The gap was too huge.

If that palm struck him, broken bones and tendons would be the least of it; he felt his internal organs could be crushed to pulp.

But Fang Xuan didn't belittle himself. One day, he would stand above the All Heavens and look down on all beings.

Finding an open spot, Fang Xuan began today's training.

He no longer focused on building strength as before. After entering the Suppleness Realm, the Pine Crane Longevity Fist began to show its power. Take the simplest Crane Claw Imprints Sand—one grab could shatter an enemy's bones and tendons.

The Suppleness Realm was more about practicing techniques. To enter the Divine Strength Realm, one needed to consume large amounts of food and medicinal pills for nourishment.

That wasn't a concern. As the top family in Dragon Abyss Province, the Fang Family provided different treatment for disciples at each stage of cultivation—something no wandering martial artist could compare to.

"Fang Xuan, I feel like the Pine Crane Longevity Fist you're practicing is different from yesterday," Fang Hong said in confusion, appearing beside him without warning.

Fang Xuan stopped his practice and stood up, smiling. "Where is it different?"

"I can't say exactly. It just feels more lively. Like that White Crane Spreads Wings just now—it felt like a real white crane was right in front of me," Fang Hong said.

"Haha, good eye."

Fang Hong suddenly seemed to think of something. His eyes went wide, full of disbelief, and he exclaimed, "You... you... you don't mean... How is this possible? It's only been this long. How could it be so fast?"

Perhaps Fang Hong's voice was a bit loud. Not far away, "Giant Spirit Hand" Fang Tong frowned and scolded, "Fang Hong, Fang Xuan, what are you two doing? Making such a racket—what kind of behavior is this?"

If it were before, being scolded by "Giant Spirit Hand" Fang Tong would have made Fang Hong shrink like a quail. But today, he was so shocked by Fang Xuan that he lost his composure. Instead, Fang Xuan spoke up loudly: "Uncle Tong, look at Fang Xuan. I think he's reached the Suppleness Realm."

"Giant Spirit Hand" Fang Tong was also stunned. His gaze focused on Fang Xuan. The next second, he took a step, covering dozens of feet in an instant, and reached out to grab Fang Xuan's arm.

Crane Claw Imprints Sand.

The move was all too familiar, but the strength and technique were beyond what Fang Xuan could match.

In an instant, Fang Xuan's ten toes gripped the ground, the two large muscles at his shoulder blades trembled, his spine straightened like a dragon, and his arms swung before his chest.

Immortal Crane Shakes Feathers.

"Giant Spirit Hand" Fang Tong's right hand was deflected, and Fang Xuan took the chance to leap back dozens of feet.

"Giant Spirit Hand" Fang Tong's eyes lit up, and he laughed heartily. "Good lad! Your whole body—waist, legs, bones, back muscles, shoulders, elbows, wrists, palms—all connected in one breath. Your blood and qi are harmonized, combining suppleness and strength. Good, good, good. It really is the Suppleness Realm. Not bad, not bad."

The brief exchange had already drawn the attention of others in the Myriad Phenomena Garden. When they heard that Fang Xuan had reached the fourth level of Body Refinement, the Suppleness Realm, they were all extremely shocked.

Just two months ago, Fang Xuan had only entered the Technique Realm. Now, in such a short time, he had crossed into the Suppleness Realm again. This... this was too fast.

Well, not that fast.

Compared to Big Sister, it was still a bit slow.

But you couldn't compare to Big Sister. Big Sister was a monster.

Fang Xuan put on a shy grin and chuckled.

Fang Hong excitedly threw his arm around Fang Xuan's shoulder, a bit envious. "Fang Xuan, how did you do it?"

"I don't know either. Last night before bed, I practiced the fist set in the courtyard. Suddenly, I remembered what Uncle Tong taught before, and then it just happened," Fang Xuan said.

"Just like that?"

"That's it."

"Didn't eat any heavenly treasures or earthly gems?"

Slap~

"Giant Spirit Hand" Fang Tong slapped Fang Hong on the back of the head, scolding with a laugh: "Instead of training hard, you're always thinking about heavenly treasures. Where do you think there are so many treasures for you to eat? Get the hell back to training. Fang Xuan, you come with me."

"Yes."

The crowd looked enviously at Fang Xuan following behind "Giant Spirit Hand" Fang Tong, knowing he was heading to report to the family head and, along the way, collect his subsequent cultivation resources.

Having cultivated to the Suppleness Realm, even if he couldn't enter the Yuhua Sect to practice immortal arts, he would later be assigned to some cushy post with plenty of pay and little work.

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Since Fang Xuan could step into the Suppleness Realm, so can we. Hurry up and train!" Fang Yan said loudly to the onlookers.

Then he returned to his own spot to continue training. As for Fang Qingxue in her white robes, she remained immersed in her own world from start to finish, paying no attention to what had just happened.