Cultivating Dynasty

"Really? Then I want to learn!"

Fang Wang's eyes lit up, and he quickly said. His greatest strength was swordsmanship, mainly because he always had a heart that wanted to roam the world with a sword, and swords were a perfect match for cultivators.

Just like Sword Control Technique, according to Zhou Xue, all cultivators learned it, which showed the universality of swords in the path of cultivation.

Zhou Xue didn't say a word and began to teach the swordsmanship. Fang Wang listened attentively.

After a while.

Zhou Xue finished speaking and then stared at Fang Wang.

Fang Wang frowned. He hesitated for a moment and said, "This sword technique is not right. Although I haven't practiced immortal cultivation sword techniques, all methods have similarities, let alone being of the same sword path. I feel that practicing this sword technique according to the method you described won't work."

He hadn't even entered the Celestial Palace, which was enough to prove that this sword technique was fake!

When Zhou Xue heard this, she didn't get angry. Instead, her eyes showed admiration. She praised, "Remarkable. Now I can be sure that besides your talent, your comprehension is also top-notch. No wonder you could practice Sword Control Technique to that extent within seven days."

"Since you have already reached the sixth level of the Qi Nurturing Realm, continue cultivating. Spells can wait. After entering the Taiyuan Sect, you will have to cultivate diligently for the first two years. The early stage focuses on cultivation realms. The difficulty of the last three levels of the Qi Nurturing Realm far exceeds the first six levels, especially from the ninth level of Qi Nurturing Realm to the Spirit Sculpting Realm. The hardships involved are unimaginable for you now. If you can achieve Spirit Sculpting within five years, then you can choose any spell from the Taiyuan Sect."

When Zhou Xue pointed out Fang Wang's realm, Fang Wang was not surprised. After all, he was an Immortal Venerable reborn, so it was normal for her to see through his cultivation.

Fang Wang pretended to be depressed and said, "If I couldn't see through it, wouldn't I have wasted my time practicing this sword technique?"

Zhou Xue shook her head slightly and said, "I was just testing you. Your talent and comprehension are indeed extraordinary, but you are still a mortal. Mortals have limited lifespans. Remember, cultivation is the most important thing. Don't rely on your excellent comprehension and spend most of your time dabbling in side arts."

Fang Wang had no choice but to give up when he heard this.

He wasn't too disappointed. Anyway, the Mysterious Sun Scripture came with the True Mysterious Sun Fire. If it were applied to Sword Control Technique and the martial arts he had mastered, it would be equivalent to the power of spells.

After Zhou Xue gave a few instructions, she got up and left.

Looking at her retreating back, Fang Wang became very curious about her cultivation realm.

His intuition told him that Zhou Xue had already embarked on the path of immortal cultivation, and her cultivation was not bad. It was just that she seemed to have mastered some method of concealing her aura, making it impossible for him to see through her.

After Zhou Xue closed the door, Fang Wang stopped thinking and continued to cultivate.

Cultivation could be addictive, especially when effort yielded results.

Under the blue sky, amidst the green mountains, three carriages were moving forward. Surrounded by magnificent mountains, they appeared very small. In the eyes of the eagles in the sky, they were no different from pebbles.

Fang Wang leaned against the carriage door, holding the reins, and admired the scenery along the way.

Thirteen days had not allowed him to break through to the seventh level of the Qi Nurturing Realm, but his spiritual energy had increased significantly.

Recalling his parents' reluctance to part when they said goodbye, Fang Wang felt a little emotional, but more excited. It wasn't that he was cold-hearted, but rather that he had memories of his past life. Although he had a good impression of the Fang Manor in this life, it hadn't reached the point of being inseparable.

He had wanted to go out for a long time, but in this world, which was similar to ancient times, bandits often appeared outside the city. Since he was young, he had never left Nanqiu City, so everything along the way felt novel to him.

Zhou Xue came out of the carriage and sat beside him, admiring the scenery together.

"How big do you think this world is? How much of it does Great Qi occupy?" Fang Wang suddenly asked.

Zhou Xue looked into the distance and replied, "It's very, very big. Great Qi is just a drop in the ocean. I heard from that senior that outside of Great Qi, there are even dynasties where everyone cultivates."

The matter of her rebirth had been erased. Now, the disciples of the Fang Manor all knew that she had a senior cultivator guiding her from behind.

"Everyone cultivates? How powerful would that be?" Fang Wang said with longing.

Zhou Xue chuckled softly, "Perhaps Great Qi will also transform into a cultivation dynasty in the future."

Perhaps?

That meant it was true!

After all, there were others in the carriage, so Zhou Xue dared not expose her knowledge and could only speak in speculation. Fang Wang naturally understood this.

The Qi Dynasty could transform from a mortal dynasty into a cultivation dynasty. No wonder Zhou Xue was willing to support the Fang Manor. Was she trying to establish herself in the future Qi Dynasty?

Fang Wang thought to himself. Perhaps Zhou Xue had other intentions, but he didn't reject it. After all, it was not difficult for an Immortal Venerable to support a force. Zhou Xue had not failed the nurturing grace of her fourth uncle, Fang Zhen, which showed that she still had a trace of kindness in her heart, at least she wasn't a demonic cultivator as he had imagined.

He had always been curious why Zhou Xue was reborn. It couldn't be that she suddenly became reborn while meditating and practicing, right?

The two continued to chat as the sun gradually set.

At dusk, they stopped by the roadside near a river to rest. The Fang Manor disciples began to gather firewood and start a fire. Fang Wang found a place to sit. He didn't need to do these trivial tasks; he was only responsible for protecting the clan members.

Including Fang Wang and Zhou Xue, there were a total of nine people. Among them was Fang Hanyu, who had achieved the level of a top martial artist at a young age. Neither of them needed to gather firewood and start a fire; the other six were responsible for these tasks.

Fang Hanyu sat not far away, his gaze occasionally drifting towards Fang Wang, as if he were hesitating about something.

After struggling for a while, Fang Hanyu gritted his teeth, stood up, and walked in front of Fang Wang.

Fang Wang opened his eyes and looked at him, smiling and asking, "Hanyu, is something wrong?"

Although Fang Hanyu was two years older than him, Fang Wang had the mind of an adult since birth. Therefore, he had always called his peers by their names since childhood, and Fang Hanyu was used to it.

After that night, neither of them had a chance to talk. Even after leaving Nanqiu City for three days, Fang Hanyu and Fang Wang had only nodded to each other and hadn't chatted.

"Fang Wang, Zhou Xue taught us the basic Qi-absorbing method. After half a month of cultivation, I've barely managed to produce spiritual energy. Can you teach me Sword Control Technique? I don't want to bother Zhou Xue..." Fang Hanyu said awkwardly, his gaze dodging, not daring to look at Fang Wang.

Fang Wang couldn't help but chuckle. He stood up and said with a smile, "Okay, Hanyu. I've been waiting for you to come to me for a long time. I thought you had forgotten me. When we were kids, you would lie down when I told you to. Now that you've grown up, you've become so aloof."

Aloof?

Fang Hanyu couldn't help but smile. He was used to Fang Wang saying strange words since he was a child and could roughly understand their meaning. His face turned slightly red, and he said awkwardly, "It's been many years since we last saw each other. Don't mention when we were kids. You made me lie down like a dog to find steamed buns. I still remember that!"

The two brothers became familiar and began to reminisce about their childhood.

After chatting for a while, Fang Wang saw that Fang Hanyu had completely relaxed, so he began to teach him the Sword Control Technique.

It's worth mentioning that since they left, Zhou Xue would spend every night alone in the woods, unseen by anyone. Fang Wang knew she was a reborn person, so he didn't worry about her safety.

Because of this, Zhou Xue kept her distance from the other Fang Manor disciples. This was also one of the reasons Fang Hanyu sought Fang Wang to practice the Sword Control Technique.

From this night on, Fang Wang would guide Fang Hanyu in practicing the Sword Control Technique every evening. It had to be said, this kid was truly a genius. After three days, he could already make a wooden sword float.

This wooden sword was no ordinary item; it was the magic artifact of that Daoist in Green. Zhou Xue had taken all of the Daoist in Green's inheritance. When Zhou Xue heard Fang Wang was teaching Fang Hanyu the Sword Control Technique, she lent him the wooden sword.

"Brother Hanyu is so amazing!"

"I haven't even cultivated any Spiritual Energy yet, sigh, the gap is just too big."

"Hahaha, Hanyu was always a genius. Didn't Zhou Xue say that if you cultivate a trace of Spiritual Energy within half a year, you're qualified to cultivate immortality?"

"The more capable Hanyu becomes, the more confidence we'll have when we reach the Taiyuan Sect, and we can look out for each other in the future."

Surrounded by his clansmen, Fang Hanyu's usually stern face showed a rare smile. He wasn't being smug, but rather excited about his own achievements. He cast his gaze towards Fang Wang, who was standing by the lake not far away.

At the crack of dawn, Fang Wang and Zhou Xue stood by the lake, watching them from afar. The lake was shrouded in mist, resembling a fairyland. The two of them stood together, like a match made in heaven, ready to ascend to immortality at any moment.

"Fang Hanyu's aptitude is indeed excellent; it's quite a pleasant surprise," Zhou Xue praised. These Fang Manor disciples were not her peers in her eyes; she was more like looking at her own descendants. After all, having met them in both past and present lives, her age surpassed the history of the longest-standing noble families in Great Qi.

Judging by her words, in the original timeline, Fang Hanyu would have died on the Night of the Clan Annihilation.

Fang Wang looked at Fang Hanyu, thinking this in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face, happy for Fang Hanyu.

"How many more days' journey to the Taiyuan Sect?" Fang Wang asked.

He could already fly using his sword, but there were seven other clansmen traveling with him, including two young girls. Even walking for half a day was tiring for them, so they had to travel by carriage.

Zhou Xue looked at the young clansmen and replied softly, "We'll arrive in three more days."

She paused and continued, "You should have noticed that the villages we encounter are becoming fewer. From now on, it's easy to run into Malevolent Spirits and Monsters. Be careful while traveling."

Malevolent Spirits?

Monsters?

Fang Wang wasn't nervous; instead, he felt excited.

It was the perfect opportunity to test his Mysterious Sun Scripture!

As the sun began to rise, the Fang Manor disciples, after a brief moment of excitement, began packing their belongings and continued on their journey.

The mountain paths in this area were rugged, with tall trees and dense clusters of flowers and grass. The mist made the mountain forest appear mystical. As the journey became bumpy, even the Fang Manor disciples who wanted to sleep were woken up.

At noon, Zhou Xue reined in her horse, then stood up and called out to the rear, "Everyone pack your things and get off the carriage. We'll be traveling on foot from now on."

Each carriage carried three people. They usually took turns sleeping, with one person leading the horse, another keeping watch of the surroundings, and the third sleeping in the carriage.

Soon, all the Fang Manor disciples dismounted. Except for Fang Wang, Zhou Xue, and Fang Hanyu, the other six carried their luggage, including the two young girls.

Fang Wang couldn't help but glance at Zhou Xue. He knew that Zhou Xue was carrying the Daoist in Green's Storage Bag and wondered about its capacity.

According to Zhou Xue, Storage Bags, Talisman Papers, and Flying Swords were standard equipment for cultivators.

Zhou Xue drew the treasure sword from Fang Wang's waist and then severed the horse reins of all three carriages.

"What does this mean?" Fang Hanyu asked in surprise.

Zhou Xue replied, "It will be years before we can return from the Taiyuan Sect, and we won't need carriages when we do. Let them go, lest they get eaten by the mountain monsters."

Monsters!

As soon as she said this, the two young girls from the Fang Manor turned pale. The other four boys and young men were equally so.

Zhou Xue raised her hand and threw the sword. It flew through the air for over ten meters, landing precisely back into the scabbard at Fang Wang's waist. This move stunned everyone.

Fang Wang narrowed his eyes, his right hand trembling slightly. He muttered that the force and speed were not simple, and he became even more curious about Zhou Xue's current cultivation level.