Northern Poison Five Freaks, Lu Yuanjun

Above the mountains, a white rainbow streaked across the sky. As the light gradually dissipated and its speed decreased, Fang Wang's figure was revealed.

Now standing on his Flying Sword, he had abandoned the White Rainbow Escape Technique for the Sword Control Technique. A sigh of relief escaped him from beneath his mask.

Although it appeared he had instantly killed Li Honggang with a single move, it had actually consumed half of his Spiritual Energy. Thus, he dared not continuously use the White Rainbow Escape Technique, lest he be ambushed later.

"The Mysterious Sun Scripture is truly powerful. It allowed me, at the fourth layer of the Spirit Sculpting Realm, to instantly kill someone at the third layer of the Spirit Pill Realm who attacked with full force, using only half my Spiritual Energy."

Fang Wang thought to himself. He felt his current abilities were quite well-rounded. If he had to point out a weakness, it would be the lack of unorthodox techniques targeting souls and sealing arts.

He continued to fly with his sword, silently reflecting. A gentle breeze stirred his white robes, his posture exuding the spirit of a sword cultivator.

Since joining the Taiyuan Sect, Fang Wang had never truly fought with his full strength. His natal treasure spirit had not been unleashed, and the Nine Dragon Divine Transformation Art was kept as his ultimate trump card.

After this battle, Fang Wang could confirm that his strength far surpassed the third layer of the Spirit Pill Realm. As for his ultimate limit, he was still unsure.

The Spiritual Energy of the Spirit Pill Realm was indeed superior to that of the Spirit Sculpting Realm. Even though Fang Wang used Xuan Yang Spiritual Energy, he was momentarily startled by Li Honggang's Spirit Pill Realm energy. Fortunately, he had been wearing a mask at the time.

He soared with his sword, swung it in a slash, and then soared away again…

Fang Wang mentally gave himself a perfect score for his performance. He felt he had fully embodied the persona of a master, which would surely garner him admiration within the Taiyuan Sect.

He pressed onward.

The world gradually grew desolate.

Fang Wang seemed to sense something and looked up. Before him, the mountains were densely covered with forests, and sharp peaks stood like a forest of thorns, a magnificent yet tragically beautiful sight.

On the summits of five of these peaks stood figures. These five individuals wore the robes of the Green Cicada Valley, their bodies covered in poisonous insects, and toxic mist swirled around them, creating a terrifying spectacle.

The Green Cicada Valley!

Fang Wang slowed his pace, his right hand gripping the hilt of the Qing Jun Sword at his waist.

"White Clad Startling Swan, you killed my Green Cicada Valley disciple. Do you know your crime?"

A cold female voice echoed through the peaks, like the Grim Reaper announcing the mortal doom of mortals.

Fang Wang snorted, "The Green Cicada Valley massacred my Taiyuan Sect disciples. Do you then know your crime?"

The aura emanating from these five individuals made him feel a sense of danger, but he was not afraid. This was the perfect opportunity to test the power of his Nine Dragon Divine Transformation Art!

Seeing Fang Wang's defiant attitude, the five cultivators from the Green Cicada Valley took flight, closing in on him. The poisonous mist around them continuously spread, causing the trees below to wither rapidly, an exceptionally terrifying sight.

Spirit Pill Realm!

Fang Wang instantly judged the cultivation of the five opponents. The Green Cicada Valley was vying with other sects for the inheritance of the Jihao Sect. To be able to dispatch five individuals to intercept him spoke volumes of their status as one of the Nine Great Sects.

"You wish to harm a disciple of my Taiyuan Sect? Are you all seeking death?"

A cold shout suddenly rang out, followed by Fang Wang feeling an extremely powerful aura sweeping in from the horizon. He turned his head and saw a bolt of lightning streaking towards him, with a figure standing atop the lightning.

It was a handsome young man wearing the disciple robes of the Taiyuan Sect, with a purple crown on his head. Two strands of long hair fell beside his cheeks, his features were sharp and handsome, and his brows conveyed a sense of sharpness. His eyes shone brightly, and he wore a precious sword on each side of his waist. Behind him floated a golden ring, emitting a faint golden light.

"Lu Yuanjun!"

A female Demonic Cultivator from the Green Cicada Valley spat out the name through gritted teeth.

Hearing the name, Fang Wang's eyes narrowed beneath his mask.

Lu Yuanjun, standing on the bolt of lightning, sped forward and stopped in front of Fang Wang, facing the five Demonic Cultivators of the Spirit Pill Realm alone. His right hand rested on his sword hilt, and he slightly tilted his chin, looking down at the five of them. "The Great Qi's immortal cultivation world is about to undergo a major upheaval. I do not wish to kill you, lest it affect the cooperation between our two sects. Begone!"

Upon hearing this, the five Demonic Cultivators immediately stopped and exchanged glances.

Fang Wang watched Lu Yuanjun's back, silently assessing his aura.

Very strong!

Clearly not on the same level as the five demonic cultivators before!

Li Honggang is not even comparable to him!

Why is Lu Yuanjun here?

Fang Wang's eyes flickered, and numerous speculations crossed his mind.

"I didn't expect the Taiyuan Sect to send you. Fine, I'll give you, Lu Yuanjun, some face. But if we encounter him again next time, we won't let it go!"

An elder from the Green Cicada Valley snorted coldly. With a flick of his sleeve, he departed. The other four glared fiercely at Fang Wang before following the elder.

They left with great speed, disappearing in less than three breaths' time.

Lu Yuanjun turned to face Fang Wang, a warm and sunny smile on his face. "Junior Brother Fang, you truly have remarkable abilities. Killing a Spirit Pill Realm cultivator while in the Spirit Sculpting Realm! In the history of the Taiyuan Sect, no disciple has ever been as powerful as you."

Hearing Lu Yuanjun address him by his surname, Fang Wang understood that Guang Qiuxian had sent him.

The news of Fang Wang inheriting the Thirty-Six Swords of Startling Swan had not spread. Although the Fang Manor had been nearly annihilated by cultivators under Lu Yuanjun's command, Lu Yuanjun had not sent anyone to monitor Fang Wang, likely fearing the matter would escalate.

Fang Wang replied, "Thank you for your rescue, Senior Brother Lu."

Lu Yuanjun waved his hand. "Those five are the Northern Poison Five Freaks from the Green Cicada Valley. They are all at the fifth to eighth layer of the Spirit Pill Realm. Don't be fooled by their notorious reputation. With your talent, Junior Brother, it will take less than twenty years, no, perhaps less than ten years, to kill them as easily as slaughtering chickens and dogs."

His gaze towards Fang Wang was filled with admiration, and the smile on his face became even more enthusiastic.

Admittedly, if Fang Wang hadn't known the truth behind the Night of the Clan Annihilation of the Fang Manor, he would have truly thought this senior brother was excellent. His words were comforting, and his gaze and expression seemed genuine.

"Senior Brother exaggerates."

"Hahaha, Junior Brother, you're too modest. I understand, I understand. Let's go, Senior Brother will escort you back. This is a direct order from the Sect Master. Once we return to Taiyuan Sect, if you ever run into trouble, or want to learn something, or need anything, just come find me anytime."

Lu Yuanjun laughed openly, his tone heroic.

Fang Wang feigned hesitation and said, "Senior Brother, can I not go back? I've discovered a blessed land, and it might contain hidden secrets. I want to study it for a while and return to Taiyuan Sect in a few months."

He didn't mention Fang Hanyu because he was afraid Lu Yuanjun would insist on going to Fang Realm. After all, Taiyuan Sect would be more convenient for healing.

Talking about opportunities was easier to refuse.

Cultivators cared most about opportunities. Even fellow disciples wouldn't interfere with each other's opportunities; this was a rule in the entire immortal cultivation world. Interfering with someone's opportunity was like killing their parents – an unforgivable offense.

Lu Yuanjun frowned slightly upon hearing this. "Junior Brother, is that opportunity worth the risk?"

Fang Wang nodded.

Seeing this, Lu Yuanjun took out a handful of Talisman Papers from his Storage Bag and tossed them to Fang Wang. The talismans were tied together with two red strings, so they didn't scatter.

"These are high-grade talismans. Just infuse them with Spiritual Energy, and they'll explode after three breaths. The combined power of them all exploding at once can kill a great cultivator at the ninth layer of the Spirit Pill Realm. Of course, you have to be close for it to work. Junior Brother has extraordinary strength and his own opinions, so I won't bother you further. Take these, and I'll go pursue the Northern Poison Five Freaks. I'll keep them occupied for days, forcing them to the point where they can't turn back to trouble you."

With that, Lu Yuanjun turned and left, moving faster than the Northern Poison Five Freaks.

So decisive!

Not a trace of hesitation!

Fang Wang looked at the talismans in his hand and couldn't help but recall Zhou Xue's evaluation of Lu Yuanjun.

This person truly had charisma. He didn't brag; he just acted. If not for his family's vendetta, Fang Wang would definitely owe him a great debt.

Fang Wang didn't overthink it and continued his journey on his Flying Sword.

Next, he didn't fly directly to Fang Realm. Instead, he made several large circles in the surrounding area. After several days of this, he discarded the talismans Lu Yuanjun had given him in a forest before finally heading to Fang Realm.

Late that night.

Fang Wang returned to Fang Realm. He opened the mountain gate mechanism and entered the tunnel.

After the mountain gate closed, he rested directly in the tunnel, just in case Lu Yuanjun discovered Fang Realm.

The next morning, Qing Wan'er arrived at the tunnel and was overjoyed to see him. She immediately rushed over and asked, "Fang Wang, you're back! Did you win?"

Fang Wang opened his eyes and smiled, "I won, barely, but the expenditure was huge, so I rested here last night."

Qing Wan'er examined him and exclaimed in wonder, "You're truly amazing. To defeat a Spirit Pill Realm cultivator after only one year of cultivation... not to mention you, Fang Hanyu's talent is also outrageous. What is your Fang Family's origin, exactly?"

Hearing this, Fang Wang stood up and asked with a smile, "Oh? Has Hanyu cultivated something remarkable?"