Fang Yan's Recollection

"My god, what kind of battle was that? Are the senior students really this powerful?"

"Senior Hao's last punch must have had the power of the Core Formation Realm. I've seen my family elders fight, and they weren't as strong as Senior Hao."

"Senior Fang is also incredibly strong, but that last move with all the blood energy was a bit hard to stomach."

The battle between Hao Meng and Fang Yan stirred the emotions of every student present. Seeing the strength of the senior students around them filled many with admiration, and indirectly bolstered their determination and courage to cultivate.

Especially after such a brutal fight, Hao Meng had broken through a bottleneck he hadn't touched in five years, truly entering Core Formation. This was also the first time since Qinglan Academy's establishment that a student from the Profound Tier Class had reached the Core Formation Realm. Crossing this threshold not only extended his lifespan and greatly increased his strength but also slowly unveiled a brand new immortal path before him.

However, at this moment, two people on the scene had faces as cold as water, completely out of sync with the surrounding fervent atmosphere. They were the Nangong Family First Elder and Nangong Qi.

"Damn Fang family members. They lost even after taking the Blood Demon Pill. They're more trouble than they're worth. What ancient bloodline? They're worse than beasts. It seems the Patriarch has truly been too merciful to them."

The Nangong Family First Elder's eyes were filled with ferocity as he muttered a few words, as if he were about to decide the fate of countless lives.

Nangong Qi was furious, but he appeared exceptionally calm. He walked out from the crowd and approached Fang Yan, who was lying on the ground. He crouched down and looked at the dying youth before him. Nangong Qi regarded him as if he were admiring a dying animal.

"Fang Yan, you've disappointed me greatly. Before your father died, he told you to be a good dog for our Nangong Family, but you clearly haven't fulfilled the duties of a dog. For all these years, who protected your family? Who treated your gravely ill sister? And how did you repay me?"

Nangong Qi spoke softly, but every word struck Fang Yan's heart like a heavy hammer. He spat out another mouthful of blood. The effects of the Blood Demon Pill were also receding at this time, and pain surged like a tide, his consciousness beginning to blur. Scenes from the past flashed through his mind.

Towering mountains and deep bamboo forests. Fang Village had lived a life isolated from the world for thousands of years, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. Though not wealthy, they were incredibly peaceful.

From the moment Fang Yan was born, he lived a carefree life, running around the mountains and fields all day, playing in streams and rivers, catching birds, and digging for eggs. He experienced all the joys a child should have.

Until that day, when blood enveloped the entire village. Screams and wails filled the air, accompanied by firelight and flashing blades. Masked figures relentlessly slaughtered the village's elderly, weak, women, and children. Fang Yan, his mind blank, was shielded by his father. His usually honest father was now exuding a sky-piercing blood energy, wielding a blood-colored long sword Fang Yan had never seen before, blocking a group of black-clothed attackers.

His second uncle, third aunt, and other elders were all fighting valiantly in a bloody battle. They were both unfamiliar and intimately familiar. Unfamiliar were the ferocious techniques surrounded by blood energy; familiar was the familial love that protected the women, children, elderly, and weak from behind.

But ultimately, those black-clothed attackers were all powerful and clearly well-prepared. The elders were outnumbered and fell one by one. Finally, even his father was heavily injured by a masked figure who descended from the sky. Only later did Fang Yan realize that descending from the sky was a privilege only attainable by those in the Immeasurable Realm. The young Fang Yan hugged his knees tightly, hiding in a corner of the house with his equally young sister, trembling. He could only see his father, lying in a pool of blood outside the door, speaking with the masked figure with difficulty. His father's gaze towards him was filled with regret, worry, and resolve.

In the end, his father seemed to have reached some sort of agreement with the masked figure. The massacre in the village gradually stopped, and one by one, the villagers were bound and imprisoned. Just as everything seemed settled, the masked figure thrust his sword forward. The green long sword pierced his father's chest, and his father's eyes closed forever.

Fang Yan could no longer bear the intense fear and pain in his heart. Crying out, he lunged at the masked figure, his frail hands continuously hitting the opponent, as if seeking revenge for his father, or perhaps trying to cover up his own fear-ridden trembling.

The masked figure allowed Fang Yan to hit him. After a long while, Fang Yan, exhausted from crying, finally collapsed onto the ground.

"You are not wrong. What is wrong is the cursed bloodline within you, and this predatory Immortal Realm."

The masked figure lowered his head and spoke to Fang Yan. Those purple eyes were deeply imprinted in Fang Yan's mind that day.

"Nangong, I have obtained the item. I promised him I would spare the remaining Fang family members. From now on, they will be dogs for your Nangong family."

The masked figure, as he stood up, said to another black-clothed person beside him. His gaze swept over the Fang Village villagers, bound and lying haphazardly on the ground. That indifference made Fang Yan feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Yes, Leader. I know what to do."

The black-clothed person called Nangong cupped his hands in salute and waved his hand. Other masked figures then escorted the villagers away.

From that day on, Fang Yan became a dog of the Nangong family, or rather, a beast worse than a dog.

It wasn't until he was ten years old, while sparring with Nangong Qi, the eldest son of the Nangong family, that he ignited the blood energy within him. Fang Yan then realized that the appearance of his father and elders, surrounded by blood energy, was the true form of the Fang clan.

This was a cursed bloodline, but also an incredibly powerful ancient inheritance. When the bloodline awakened, a cultivation technique appeared out of thin air in Fang Yan's memory. This technique, known as the Blood God Art, was vast and unparalleled, and profoundly mysterious. He also became the only awakened case among the Fang family members enslaved by the Nangong family.

After awakening, Fang Yan was no longer treated like a beast. He became Nangong Qi's thug and bodyguard. Even his gravely ill sister had her life extended by a divine physician hired by the Nangong family.

Fang Yan knew that his existence could ensure the safety of his clansmen and his sister, so he began to compromise, willingly doing any dirty deed for Nangong Qi.

Nangong Qi also began to value this useful watchdog. He not only brought him to Qinglan Academy and into the Earth Tier Class but also provided him with cultivation resources and the Blood Demon Pill, all for the purpose of having him tear into his enemies more ferociously when needed.

But clearly, today, he had failed. He had failed utterly. Even after taking the Blood Demon Pill and consuming his life force to gain strength, he couldn't defeat his opponent.

He had clearly heavily injured his opponent countless times, yet he always stubbornly got back up and continued to fight. That confidence in his strength and the desire for victory were something Fang Yan had never felt before. The final punch, like a fleeting shadow, caused the shackles on Fang Yan's heart to begin to stir.

But all of this was no longer possible, because he knew that a failed dog didn't even deserve to live.

After speaking, Nangong Qi slowly stood up. He cast a final, pitying glance at Fang Yan on the ground, then swung his right foot towards him. This kick was filled with anger and even used the world's elemental energy. If it landed, the already dying Fang Yan would likely truly perish on the spot.

At the critical moment, a white figure flashed by. A similar kick was delivered, colliding with Nangong Qi's. The eldest son of the Nangong family, feeling pain in his foot, looked up and saw a young man before him, dressed in snow-white, with a distinguished appearance. It was none other than Ling Mu.

"Senior Nangong, this Senior Fang fought for your Earth Tier Class, risking his life. As the class leader, you should be concerned about his injuries, not kicking him while he's down and punishing him privately?"

Ling Mu's eyes sparkled as he stared directly at Nangong Qi. His clear voice drew the attention of the other Earth Tier Class students.

Sensing the questioning looks from the other Earth Tier Class students, Nangong Qi also calmed down. Although Fang Yan was his dog, publicly punishing him in front of everyone would inevitably arouse suspicion and also affect his status in the Earth Tier Class.

"Junior Ling, you jest. Fang Yan is my good brother. How could I punish him? I'll take him to get treated now."

As Nangong Qi spoke, he put on the face of a proper class leader. He helped Fang Yan up and brought him back to the Earth Tier Class formation, handing him over to the academy's medical staff for treatment.

But the venom in his eyes could not escape Ling Mu's notice. This Senior Nangong truly intended to kill Fang Yan. Thinking of this, Ling Mu frowned.

"Teacher Mu, please continue the class competition. I, Nangong Qi, will be the next participant for my Earth Tier Class."

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