Imperial Dynasty Disciple

Taking advantage of the time he spent passing through to get food, Su Fang simply sat down on the stone bench beside the man.

As he secretly examined the man's clothes, Su Fang felt somewhat puzzled.

"Strange. Why has this man changed out of his faction's uniform and into these ragged clothes?"

Logically speaking, the uniforms of disciples from reputable sects usually contained some kind of formation. Some could cleanse the body, while others could purify the area around the wearer...

Even Su Fang's current Violet Star Palace disciple uniform could keep his body clean, which was why he had not thrown it away.

Yet this man had willingly discarded his robe in the Gods and Devils Cemetery, allowing filth to cover him. That was rather interesting.

"Senior Brother, I've only just arrived at the Gods and Devils Cemetery and don't yet know this place's taboos. I hope Senior Brother can enlighten me."

Su Fang spoke to him.

But the man acted as though he had seen and heard nothing, quietly continuing to eat while ignoring Su Fang's words.

After quite a while, the man finally rose to leave.

Perhaps recalling something, the man's filthy face twitched slightly. He turned back and looked at Su Fang.

"If you need anything, go find Brother Meng. No one who comes to the Gods and Devils Cemetery is stupid. Just do what you're supposed to do, and don't bother me."

With that, the man ignored Su Fang and carried his broom toward his own room.

Su Fang did not take the rejection to heart. Instead, he continued to toy with the stone in his hand, which had been imbued with Soul Art.

Soul Art.

As its name implied, it was an art of the soul. Humans possessed three souls and seven spirits, yet ordinary cultivation only strengthened the three souls while neglecting the seven spirits.

However, the Soul Art Su Fang had comprehended allowed him to cultivate the seven spirits without neglecting the three souls.

Still, his strength was currently too weak to cultivate Soul Art properly, though he could use certain techniques.

Su Fang's gaze was far-reaching as he quietly watched the man walk away.

Faint white flames seemed to burn within his eyes. Taking this opportunity, Su Fang saw through the man's cultivation.

"The fluctuations are at the Martial Lord Realm, but his true cultivation should be at the lower levels of the Martial Sect!"

"Looks like those evil souls and the baleful yin energy unique to the Gods and Devils Cemetery haven't treated him kindly."

"Good brother, don't mind that fellow. Ever since he came to this Ancient Forbidden Land, he's been muddleheaded every day. We've all tried to greet him, but he never responds!"

At that moment, a kind-looking man with a deeply wrinkled face heavily patted Su Fang on the shoulder. His hand had been badly eroded by baleful yin energy.

The other man enthusiastically began talking to Su Fang as though they were old friends reunited after a long time.

"My name is Li Junhao. You look unfamiliar. Seems like you only came in recently. Tell me, what's the outside world like?"

"Damn it, I've been stuck in this hellhole for nearly over two years. Every day, all I do is sweep leaves. There's nothing else to do. I feel like I'm about to lose my mind!"

The man laughed heartily as he tried to pry information out of Su Fang.

Although the man appeared honest and simple, Su Fang remained on guard against him.

How many people sent into the Gods and Devils Cemetery to sweep the grounds could possibly be simple characters?

Setting aside whatever heinous crimes he might have committed, merely surviving here for two years was enough to prove that the man before him was no weaker than anyone else in either strength or cunning.

"Senior Brother jokes. How would I dare speak to you about the outside world?"

At the same time, Su Fang began observing him. The clothes this man wore did not belong to a sect.

"These clothes are rather strange. They don't seem like the uniform of any renowned sect. Instead, they appear to be somewhat connected to the imperial dynasty."

For that very reason,

Su Fang became even more wary of the man before him.

Although the imperial dynasty was not as powerful as the sects, and its disciples' potential could not compare to the many mysteries possessed by sect disciples,

the disciples of the imperial dynasty mostly came from imperial relatives, noble clans, and high-ranking officials with great influence.

The sects, on the other hand, taught without discrimination. Anyone with sufficient talent would be accepted into their ranks and given focused training.

Yet no one ever dared underestimate the imperial dynasty's disciples.

Although there were some spoiled wastrels within the imperial dynasty, their numbers were very small. The vast majority of imperial dynasty disciples were skilled schemers, their cunning inferior to no one.

Li Junhao seemed to understand Su Fang's concerns and did not continue the subject. Instead, he laughed and patted Su Fang on the shoulder.

"Good brother, there's plenty of time ahead. If there's ever something you can't understand or a matter you can't decide on, come find me!"

"My room is several hundred meters ahead, to the left of Brother Meng's house."

After saying that, Li Junhao gave another hearty laugh, then tossed Su Fang a fiery red jade pendant.

Su Fang could vaguely sense flames flickering atop the jade pendant, though it was merely an illusion.

The material of the jade pendant was simply so extraordinary that it gave people the sensation of raging flames burning upon it.

"Solar Stone!"

Su Fang was startled. With his knowledge of forging, he naturally understood just how precious this natural stone in his hand was.

Li Junhao had handed it to him so easily. Could there be something about Su Fang worth befriending?

But when Su Fang raised his head again, Li Junhao was nowhere to be seen. He had already left.

"This Senior Brother Li is no ordinary man... After two years, he hasn't turned into some decrepit old man. It seems he possesses considerable ability as well!"

"Li Junhao definitely has more than one method, besides Solar Stone, to prevent yin energy from entering the body. And he hasn't gone mad, which makes this even more intriguing."

Using Soul Art, Su Fang probed Li Junhao's cultivation in the same manner.

What surprised him was that Li Junhao had not reached the Martial Lord Realm, and there were no major problems with the three souls and seven spirits within his body.

"This is getting interesting! Isn't the Gods and Devils Cemetery known as the burial ground of all living beings? This man has survived for so long. It seems he carries many secrets I don't yet know!"

After using Soul Art to inspect it thoroughly and confirming that the Solar Stone contained no hidden tricks, Su Fang finally gripped it tightly and felt the cleansing surge of its pure yang power.

Though Su Fang muttered to himself, he did not remain there any longer. After asking for several more portions of food, he rose and returned directly to his room.

Everyone sent into the Gods and Devils Cemetery wanted to stay alive.

From Old Meng's earlier reaction, he had clearly noticed something about what Su Fang had done.

Those words had been a warning.

But after thinking it over, Su Fang knew he could not have been the only one to dig up graves and search for treasure.