Initiate as Personal Disciple

"Who are you?"

Gu Li stared at Fang Wang, her delicate brows furrowed as she scrutinized him. Anyone brave enough to step forward now must be extraordinary. Had she misjudged him? Did this boy have a significant background?

Everyone was sizing up Fang Wang, including True Person Greedy Sleep.

Fang Wang calmly replied, "My name is Fang Wang. How about we spar first? The winner gets the right to face everyone alone, what do you say?"

As soon as he spoke, some people immediately started to stir. Everyone present had backgrounds from immortal cultivation families. Although they didn't dare to step forward rashly, they were excited to see someone disrespect Gu Li.

Most people were wary of the Luobei Gu Family's reputation, but the rest were merely cautious. They felt that if they rashly competed for a personal disciple position, they might not even qualify as a sword-bearing disciple. Being surrounded and attacked by fifty-one people, they would likely be defeated before they could even showcase their strength.

True Person Greedy Sleep stood to the side, stroking his beard with an expression of amusement. He had no intention of intervening.

Gu Li stepped forward two paces, raised her hand, and drew a slender sword from behind her back. It was two fingers wide but four feet long, its blade shimmering with a cold light.

"Then let's try!" Gu Li's tone was forceful as she pointed her sword at Fang Wang.

Fang Wang raised his right arm and lifted the Flying Sword in his hand, but he quickly let go. The Flying Sword floated in mid-air.

Gu Li narrowed her eyes and immediately swung her sword. A surge of sword energy erupted, unstoppable, and charged towards Fang Wang, kicking up billowing dust and sand along the way.

Fang Wang's right hand flicked violently, and the Flying Sword exploded with terrifying speed, like a cold glint, tearing through the incoming sword energy and dispersing the wind and waves. It stopped in front of Gu Li's forehead almost instantly.

The sword's wind blew off Gu Li's bamboo hat, and her veil was torn away with it, revealing a stunningly beautiful face. At this moment, her delicate features were filled with astonishment.

Staring at the Flying Sword hovering before her, Gu Li froze completely. The sword tip was reflected in her pupils, like stars twinkling with a cold light. Cold sweat beaded on her forehead.

Everyone was stunned, and even Zhou Xue couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"As expected, I didn't misjudge him. It's just... this boy's Sword Control Technique..."

Based on Fang Wang's performance that night, Zhou Xue believed his true strength far surpassed what his cultivation level indicated. That was why she had pushed Fang Wang forward. Fang Wang's mastery of Sword Control Technique was a pleasant surprise; the speed he displayed just now was something even some cultivators in the Spirit Sculpting Realm might not achieve.

It made sense, though. At that time, Fang Wang was using a mortal sword, but now he held a magic artifact sword.

Still, this magic artifact sword was one of the most common types, yet he wielded it with such power. What was this boy's limit?

True Person Greedy Sleep was also shocked. He stared intently at Fang Wang, his eyes gleaming.

"Such domineering control, such fierce speed, and the ability to stop instantly. Even I almost couldn't react just now," True Person Greedy Sleep thought with lingering fear. If Gu Li had died here, it would have been a major problem.

The Luobei Gu Family was not to be trifled with!

He had to stay alert, watching Fang Wang closely, afraid the boy might be too ruthless.

The Taiyuan Sect disciples behind him looked as if they had seen a ghost. Was this kid really in the Qi Nurturing Realm?

Fang Wang didn't look at Gu Li. Instead, he scanned the others and asked, "I'm here to be a candidate for personal disciple. Does anyone disagree?"

No one dared to respond. They all looked at him as if facing a formidable enemy, and some even began to silently retrieve their own magic artifacts.

Zhou Xue's lips curved slightly. She thought to herself, "This boy's spirit is truly strong. He seems reserved usually, but when it's time to compete, he shows such presence. If he hadn't died on the Night of the Clan Annihilation in his previous life, what heights would he have reached?"

While thinking, she also took out her magic artifact, which was the yellow talisman previously used by the Daoist in Green.

Fang Wang caught sight of this and his heart skipped a beat. You're not going to get serious, are you?

She's one of us!

Fang Wang twisted his right hand inward, and the Flying Sword hovering before Gu Li's forehead suddenly retracted, falling back into his palm.

Gu Li's heart pounded like a drum as she looked at Fang Wang, feeling dazed.

In that split second, she had felt the aura of death. If the opponent had intended to kill her, she definitely wouldn't have been able to dodge.

Why was the gap so vast?

She hadn't even used her Five Saints Sword Technique...

At this moment, she remembered her father's words: "The Taiyuan Sect shows signs of soaring, and prodigies will surely emerge. Once you are there, do not be careless."

Fang Wang paid no mind to Gu Li's thoughts. Seeing the others shifting their positions and surrounding him, he knew that his Sword Control Technique alone wouldn't be enough to handle the current situation.

With that in mind, he thrust the Flying Sword in his hand into the soil and faced the encirclement with his hands spread wide.

This was what everyone felt. Just as someone was about to make a move, Fang Wang raised his right hand, palm facing down.

A powerful aura erupted from Fang Wang's body. Dust swirled up from beneath his feet, and three fireballs condensed behind his head, like small suns suspended in the air. His robes billowed, and his expression turned stern.

"This is..."

"How is this possible!"

True Person Greedy Sleep and Zhou Xue were both shocked. The former was pleasantly surprised, while the latter was purely astonished.

The Mysterious Sun Scripture!

Zhou Xue claimed she hadn't mastered it before her ascension, which was to scare Fang Wang. In reality, she had practiced the Mysterious Sun Scripture to the sixth level but abandoned it later for other reasons.

It had taken her decades to reach just the sixth level. How long had Fang Wang been cultivating?

Looking at the three flames behind Fang Wang's head, it was clear he had done more than just master the first level. She suddenly suspected that Fang Wang might have reached the seventh level, which she herself had not attained.

No wonder this boy's cultivation had been increasing so rapidly. He had cultivated the Mysterious Sun Scripture to such a degree in just over a month...

Such a genius born in the Great Qi! Zhou Xue suddenly felt the power of destiny, as if some unseen force was guiding the fate of the Fang Family.

In this life, Fang Wang had survived. The world was about to change.

Although Zhou Xue found it incredible, it wasn't to the point of being unacceptable. After all, she had ascended before and seen even more monstrous existences.

"Attack!"

The black-clad man wearing a bamboo hat spoke first. As he spoke, he slammed the ground, and his book box opened, unleashing a barrage of black arrows towards Fang Wang.

The others immediately unleashed their respective spells, all choosing to attack from a distance. Even Zhou Xue joined in, her yellow talisman erupting with dozens of golden beams.

In an instant, multicolored lights enveloped Fang Wang.

Fang Wang's eyes narrowed, and he clenched his right fist. The three fireballs behind his head suddenly exploded, transforming into a vast sea of fire that swept outwards, dispersing the spells and magic artifacts from all directions. The fire waves surged, a truly spectacular sight.

The next second, Fang Wang unleashed the Shadowless Steps and charged out. With his Mysterious Sun Scripture at the ninth level of Grand Perfection, he no longer feared any flames. In just three steps, he arrived before a cultivator.

He unleashed a palm strike, as swift as a gale and as powerful as thunder.

This cultivator was directly sent flying, spitting blood in mid-air.

Fang Wang turned and swept his leg towards the female cultivator beside him. He wasn't just a cultivator; he was also a martial artist. His physical reactions were extremely fast. Spiritual Energy condensed on his right leg, striking the opponent directly in the face and causing her to fall unconscious on the spot.

He continued to attack the next person. He wanted to defeat all his opponents in the shortest possible time because his Spiritual Energy was limited, and he couldn't maintain this level of combat intensity for long.

The Spiritual Energy of the Mysterious Sun Scripture was extremely overbearing. Fang Wang used his Mysterious Sun Spiritual Energy to perform the martial art True Dragon Palm. What he unleashed wasn't dragon-shaped True Qi, but a magnificent fire dragon that rampaged through, defeating several cultivators.

The black-clad man wearing a bamboo hat attacked Fang Wang from behind, intending to catch him off guard. However, Fang Wang evaded with the Shadowless Steps, causing his staff to miss.

Fang Wang turned and delivered a True Dragon Palm, but the man dodged it. However, the cultivators behind him couldn't.

Several more people were sent flying, engulfed in flames.

The Taiyuan Sect disciples watching from the sidelines immediately intervened, attempting to rescue these new disciples who were being burned. However, they were horrified to discover that the fire was difficult to extinguish and they had to resort to spells.

Fortunately, the flames suddenly vanished, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

This was Fang Wang's doing. The ninth level of Grand Perfection in the Mysterious Sun Scripture allowed him to control the True Mysterious Sun Fire to its limit. He was also afraid of burning these people to death.

In less than ten breaths, more than half the people had lost their combat ability. The remaining cultivators jumped back, no longer daring to get close to him.

Fang Wang was as fast as an arrow, constantly seeking targets. His True Dragon Palm was too overbearing; no one could withstand its might. When Zhou Xue appeared before him, Fang Wang showed no mercy. The two acted as if they didn't know each other.

Zhou Xue actually met his palm strike!

Boom—

Their palms collided, and a fierce wind erupted. Fang Wang frowned. He felt a sinister Spiritual Energy, like a venomous snake, attempting to corrode his Mysterious Sun Spiritual Energy. Fortunately, his Mysterious Sun Spiritual Energy was sufficiently powerful.

True Person Greedy Sleep couldn't help but look at Zhou Xue, his eyes lighting up. He secretly thought, Another prodigy.

He immediately categorized Zhou Xue among the sword-wielding disciples.

As soon as the thought formed, Zhou Xue spat blood and flew backward, falling several feet away. She tried to get up several times but failed.

Fang Wang truly admired her acting skills, which were seamless.

From that palm strike just now, he was almost certain that Zhou Xue was no weaker than him.

Come to think of it, it made sense. Zhou Xue wouldn't possibly pass on her strongest cultivation method to him. If he were to be reborn, he wouldn't be able to nurture someone stronger than himself.

He could take care of his clansmen, making their lives better, but he wouldn't go all out to the point where they grew beyond his control.

With Zhou Xue's defeat, the remaining people were no match for him. Most of them were at the fifth to eighth level of the Qi Nurturing Realm. Only three had reached the ninth level, including Gu Li and the black-clad man.

Soon, only the black-clad man remained to fight Fang Wang. This fellow's movement technique was extremely outstanding, making it impossible for Fang Wang to hit him in a short time.

The black-clad man felt the same way, even more frustrated. His spells were dispersed by the fireballs behind Fang Wang's head as soon as they got close, rendering them useless. After fighting for more than ten rounds, Fang Wang's True Dragon Palm struck at a tricky angle. Caught off guard, the black-clad man instinctively met the palm strike.

This exchange led to his defeat!

Falling to the ground, the black-clad man clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood, losing his combat ability.

Fang Wang turned to look at Gu Li, who had not made a move the entire time. Gu Li watched from a distance and, feeling his gaze, she shook her head slightly, indicating her surrender.

"Good! Very good!"

True Person Greedy Sleep laughed heartily. He shouted, "Fang Wang, promoted to a direct disciple! He is the first new disciple since the founding of the Taiyuan Sect to be a direct disciple upon entry!"

His voice echoed under the sky. The Taiyuan Sect disciples watching looked at Fang Wang with complex expressions.

The Taiyuan Sect valued not only cultivation talent but also combat talent, which were often inseparable.

True Person Greedy Sleep had already begun to anticipate the quality of Fang Wang's spiritual treasure after he entered the Spirit Sculpting Realm, wondering if it could match that kid's.