Who Is Jesus?

In the quiet valley, Han Fei's wails of agony rang out without end.

Five days had passed since he broke through to the Innate Realm Fifth Level. Counting the days, there were only around three days left until the Thirty-Three Peaks Martial Arts Tournament.

Over those five days, Han Fei had endured inhuman torment.

There was no need to mention Pangu's Indestructible Golden Body. Tempering his flesh and forging his meridians brought him the greatest pain of his life.

Besides the Indestructible Golden Body, he had to cultivate Yan Di's Flame Arts every morning and study Formation Arrays with Fuxi in the afternoons.

After nightfall, he also learned swordsmanship from the Yellow Emperor. However, he only practiced basic sword moves. In the Yellow Emperor's words, Han Fei did not even know what a sword was. Seeing Qi Xuanxuan wield a sword so brilliantly, he wanted to learn from her. Yet Qi Xuanxuan had practiced swordsmanship for at least ten years.

After a full day of cultivation, Chiyou would force Han Fei to practice Void Walking at night.

Chiyou said, "The Void Walking you use now cannot even be called Void Walking. At most, you are simply fast enough to deceive the eyes of Martial Artists at the same level. True Void Walking allows Teleportation within a specific range."

"That would completely conceal spiritual energy fluctuations. Even the spatial disturbances caused by your attacks or escape would be hidden. That is what it truly means to appear and vanish unpredictably."

Following Chiyou's instructions, Han Fei used Void Walking once again. In a single use, nearly a tenth of his spiritual energy was consumed, yet the result was barely different from before. He was still moving through sheer speed. Trying to merge with space itself and achieve Teleportation was far too difficult.

Chiyou did not push him too hard. Compared to a few days ago, Han Fei had already improved greatly. After all, achieving true Teleportation while still in the Innate Realm was somewhat too demanding.

At dawn, after finishing his Indestructible Golden Body cultivation, Han Fei jumped straight into the pool beneath the waterfall.

In the Primordial Group, Han Fei said, "There are less than three days left until the tournament. The special training may have to be put on hold for now."

Chiyou said, "Honestly, there is no need to participate in that Thirty-Three Peaks Martial Arts Tournament. What is so good about becoming a Core Disciple?"

Han Fei sighed. "It is different. You are all ancient figures who started out as gods. That is not the same as people like us, who cultivate our way up from the bottom. Since I am in this cultivation world, I must follow this world's rules and become part of it."

Fuxi said, "That is fine. At the very least, it will broaden your horizons and build experience. Fighting demonic beasts every day without even a sparring partner is indeed not enough."

Pangu said, "Yes. The Indestructible Golden Body also grows stronger through battle. You need opponents."

Yan Di said, "We can still give you special training after you return. The only reason we came to the Tianyuan Mountain Range was to search for medicinal herbs. Since you have already taken the Spirit Gathering Pill, there is no point in staying here."

Bang! Han Fei leaped out of the pool, circulated his spiritual energy to evaporate the water from his body, and prepared to return to the Tianyuan Divine Sect.

However, Han Fei was surprised to realize that, without noticing it over the past few days, he had traveled far away from Taihe Peak. It would take him at least a full day to get back.

As Han Fei traveled, he assessed his current strength.

His cultivation was at the Innate Realm Fifth Level Peak, his weapon was an Iron Sword, and his physical strength should be invincible within the Innate Realm, right?

Fuxi's Formation Arrays had barely reached the introductory stage. As for the Flame Arts, Han Fei had not even entered the beginner level.

He moved swiftly through the forest. As long as demonic beasts did not take the initiative to attack him, Han Fei could not be bothered to kill them. Over the past few days, he did not know how many demonic beasts he had slain in the Tianyuan Mountain Range. Both Storage Bags were stuffed full of materials.

Sugar Mountain was an unremarkable little mountain range located between the Tianyuan Mountain Range and Taihe Peak. It was famous for its dense sugar forests and was also a necessary route for Han Fei.

A day later, Han Fei entered Sugar Mountain. Once he passed through it, Taihe Peak would be only two hours away.

Yet the moment Han Fei entered Sugar Mountain, he was attacked.

A flash of sword light came down from above his head, and in an instant, its tip had reached directly over his skull.

Han Fei's heart jolted. Before he had time to think, he instantly used a tenth of his spiritual energy and activated Void Walking, moving several meters forward to evade the sword light's path.

Whoosh! The sword light missed Han Fei and stabbed straight into the ground. At the same time, Sword Qi spread through the earth, making the surrounding ground tremble.

The figure pulled out his sword, turned toward Han Fei, and revealed a sinister grin.

"Ninth Junior Brother, I have waited here for more than ten days. You finally showed yourself."

The moment Han Fei saw the man's face, he cried out in surprise, "Lu Zhong?"

This man was Han Fei's Sixth Senior Brother, Lu Zhong. More than ten days ago, after he and Wang Rui failed to catch Han Fei, they had chosen to return to Taihe Peak.

However, Lu Zhong had not given up. He knew that Han Fei would definitely return to Taihe Peak before the Thirty-Three Peaks Martial Arts Tournament, and Sugar Mountain was a route he had to take. Thus, he had waited here.

Sure enough, Han Fei had appeared today.

Han Fei was so angry that he laughed. "You really are impossible to get rid of. We come from the same sect. Is there really a need to kill me off completely?"

Lu Zhong said, "I do not have to kill you off completely. Hand over the opportunity you obtained. If I am satisfied, I can consider sparing your life today."

Having lived two lives, how could Han Fei possibly believe such nonsense? Lu Zhong genuinely amused him.

Before his breakthrough, Han Fei might not have been Lu Zhong's match. But after breaking through, coupled with five days of special training, Lu Zhong now looked no different from a clown to Han Fei.

"Thank you for your concern, Sixth Senior Brother, but there is no need for you to spare my life. If you want to kill me, then please, go ahead."

Lu Zhong frowned. "You said it yourself. Today, I will let you see the difference between us."

With that, Lu Zhong gripped his sword and charged toward Han Fei.

"Dragon Roaming Swordplay!"

Azure Sword Qi wrapped around Lu Zhong's blade, and streaks of azure light dazzled the eye. Yet Han Fei watched it all without taking it seriously.

An Iron Sword appeared in Han Fei's right hand. He could no longer remember whose it had been confiscated from.

He held the sword upright before him and gave it a slight block to the left.

Clang! Lu Zhong's Dragon Roaming Sword was blocked by Han Fei's Iron Sword.

Lu Zhong exclaimed in shock, "How is this possible? You can actually see the trajectory of the Dragon Roaming Swordplay?"

Han Fei said disdainfully, "You call this dragon roaming? It is as slow as a snail."

Only then did Lu Zhong sense Han Fei's cultivation: Innate Realm Fifth Level Peak. He was instantly stunned on the spot.

According to his estimates, in less than half a month, even if Han Fei broke through quickly, he should only have reached the Innate Realm Second Level. Breaking through one level in half a month was already terrifyingly fast.

Yet Han Fei had unexpectedly reached the Innate Realm Fifth Level Peak. It completely overturned Lu Zhong's understanding.

Lu Zhong leaped backward while flipping the sword in his hand, unleashing his strongest strike.

"Dragon Soaring Strike!"

With a horizontal sweep of his sword, streaks of flashing azure Sword Qi spread outward. Han Fei stood right at the center of the attack.

At this point, Lu Zhong no longer had any intention of killing Han Fei. His only thought was to escape.

The azure Dragon Roaming sword light appeared weak, but the Sword Qi mixed within it could easily sever the flesh of an Innate Realm Martial Artist.

Han Fei did not dare to be careless either. Although his body was powerful, there was no need to test it recklessly.

Though Han Fei could not clearly see the Dragon Roaming Sword Qi around him, this move had a fatal weakness: it could only attack horizontally. As long as Han Fei leaped high into the air, he could avoid the Sword Qi.

Under the Yellow Emperor's guidance, Han Fei leaped high into the air. At the same time, he gripped the Iron Sword in reverse and hurled it at Lu Zhong with all the strength in his wrist.

Whoosh! The Iron Sword instantly pierced Lu Zhong's upper right back. The blade passed directly through his body and shot the Lu Zhong who had just leaped up back down.

Bang! Lu Zhong crashed heavily to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The instant Lu Zhong learned of Han Fei's cultivation, he had been scared out of his wits and lost all will to fight. He could not even use half his strength. Lu Zhong, who only wanted to flee, naturally could not block Han Fei's furious strike.

Han Fei slowly approached Lu Zhong, came to his side, and looked down at him from above.

"Run? Weren't you full of confidence just now, saying you wanted my life? Why do you want to run now?"

Lu Zhong repeatedly shook his head. "Ninth Junior Brother, I am your Sixth Senior Brother. You cannot kill me. Spare me. I will never... never dare disrespect you again."

Han Fei shook his head as well. "Sorry, it is too late. I am not Jesus. I cannot repay evil with kindness."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his right fist, golden energy wrapping around it.

Lu Zhong asked with a puzzled expression, "Jesus? Who is Jesus?"

Han Fei did not answer. His fist came straight down.

After a scream, Sugar Mountain returned to silence.

Han Fei slowly stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "You do not even know who Jesus is, so why be such an idiot? Wouldn't it have been better to live properly?"