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The next day.

Early morning, a thin mist hung in the air.

Fang Xing held the Hundred Refined Steel Blade he had casually bought from a stall and slowly practiced his blade forms.

The key to getting started with the simulated concept of the A-Rank Martial Arts Ghost God Blade lay in meditation and hypnosis!

Once he had succeeded in that aspect, the moves themselves were quite simple.

After finishing his blade practice, Fang Xing's eyes flashed as he stared at the Attribute Panel:

Name: Fang Xing

Age: 17

Occupation: Martial Artist

Second Realm: Bone and Tendon (Tendon Refinement: 31/100)

Military Body Boxing Twelve Forms: 61/100 (Proficient)

Great Dragon Stance: 14/200 (Mastery)

Ghost God Blade: 2/100 (Beginner)

Gate of Heavens (Charging)

"This Mind Calming Pill not only helps cultivate the Ghost God Blade. More importantly, when its effects kick in, I seem to enter a strange state, almost like a Cultivator's Spirit Sense, allowing me to completely control every part of my body... This is the peerless aptitude of martial arts!"

"Unfortunately, I can only enter that state while the pill is taking effect. Once it passes, it's gone... Even so, the Mind Calming Pill will definitely bring tremendous benefits to my martial arts."

Looking at the increases in the various values on the panel, Fang Xing's eyes shone brightly.

He increasingly felt that Green Forest Market still held countless treasures waiting for him to uncover.

"Train! Train!"

"With conditions this good, it'd be such a waste not to grind myself to the limit..."

"At my current pace, I can definitely make Gu Yun cry before school starts..."

To Fang Xing, nothing else mattered. Only training in martial arts was truly important!

Now, with the batch of herbs he had "picked," he no longer lacked Spirit Stones.

Spirit Rice and Demon Beast meat nourished him every day, while the environment was rich in spiritual energy, and he occasionally had Mind Calming Pills to assist his cultivation.

Under those combined effects, his martial arts progress advanced by leaps and bounds each day.

He even became immersed in his frantic training, unaware of the passage of time outside...

That day.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Within the courtyard enclosed by a bamboo fence, blade qi crisscrossed the air.

The one-inch blade glow on Fang Xing's steel blade suddenly surged to around three inches, blooming with a faint gleam.

"After Ghost God Blade reaches Beginner, it's just like ordinary Martial Arts. I only need to grind it every day..."

"Its stages are probably the same as other Martial Arts too: Beginner, then Proficient, then Mastery... Beyond Mastery, it probably won't be about simulating a concept anymore, but fully grasping that concept and elevating it into true Concept Martial Arts!"

"Although Blue Star Federation martial artists of the Uncut Jade Realm are similar to Innate experts in realm, their combat strength must surpass them... So how strong are Fourth Realm Courage martial artists?"

"At the very least, they should be able to rival Qi Refining Late Stage experts, right? Or perhaps... Qi Refining Completion?"

Fang Xing speculated inwardly.

The Innate experts of this world, even the very strongest among them, were only comparable to Qi Refining Middle Stage cultivators.

Those at the Qi Refining Late Stage were already considered powerful figures in Green Forest Market. There were not even several hundred of them in the entire market.

Not to mention Qi Refining Completion cultivators.

"I wonder how they compare to Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators?"

"Forget it. I'm thinking too far ahead."

Just as Fang Xing was preparing to return indoors, his expression suddenly changed.

Rumble!

The ground began to tremble slightly.

He abruptly looked up and saw the formation that had originally shrouded Green Forest Market open wide, countless streams of spiritual light falling like raindrops.

Flying Boats over ten meters tall and a hundred meters long, like War Beasts, slowly sailed out of the market.

The terrifying spiritual radiance and pressure made Fang Xing think of the Federation's Aerospace Fighters, though these were the smallest models...

"By order of the sect, purge the Beast Tide!"

An aged and powerful voice rang out, echoing throughout the market!

The moment Fang Xing heard that voice, he shuddered. "A Foundation Establishment Cultivator?!"

"It's a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator!"

"Finally, Qingxuan Sect can't hold back anymore. They're making their move!"

"Haha, let's go! Wipe out the Beast Tide and earn mountains of Spirit Stones!"

The cultivators in the market cheered and leaped about, following after them in excitement.

They were not afraid of danger. What they feared was an unchanging life with no opportunities!

Roar! Roar!

At that moment, a terrifying beast roar came from beyond the market!

The sound was like muffled thunder, carrying a pressure utterly unlike that of First-Order Demon Beasts.

"A Second-Order Demon Beast!"

Someone among the Rogue Cultivators cried out in alarm.

"A mere Demon Beast dares to act so brazenly!"

The aged voice sounded again, carrying a trace of Anger.

"Here it comes?"

Fang Xing saw a stream of earthy yellow radiance burst from the fleet like a long rainbow, shooting toward the source of the beast's roar.

Then came a terrifying muffled boom, accompanied by the enraged howl of that Second-Order Demon Beast.

Moments later, an old man in a green Daoist robe, with three long strands of beard and the bearing of an immortal, returned while dragging the corpse of a Second-Order Demon Beast as large as a small mountain.

The Second-Order Demon Beast was a gigantic ape, around sixteen meters tall. Even collapsed upon the ground, it remained as towering as a mountain. One of its claws alone could easily crush many cultivators into pulp.

Its fur was icy and sharp like countless swords, and specks of spiritual light still lingered upon it. Blood constantly poured from its wounds, and its corpse occasionally twitched...

Yet it was dead nonetheless... slain by a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator!

"Sure enough, cultivators hold a certain advantage against Demon Beasts of the same rank. But to crush it so effortlessly, there was probably a difference in minor realms too. This ape was likely only a Second-Order Low-Grade Demon Beast, while that Qingxuan Sect Foundation Establishment cultivator might be at the middle stage, or even higher..."

Fang Xing pondered silently, his gaze upon the ape's corpse filled with anticipation. "I wonder what effects Second-Order Demon Beast meat has?"

"Set out!"

As the Foundation Establishment elder gave the order, the Flying Boat army continued forward, followed by many Rogue Cultivators and martial artists who had brought their own provisions.

Though they had joined voluntarily, those who earned merit by killing demons would receive rewards.

And the rewards were exceptionally generous.

This was a Taotie feast, though one stained in blood...

"Forget it. This kind of situation isn't for me..."

Fang Xing gave the procession one last look, shook his head, and returned to his house, preparing to hide out on Chuying Star.

Although Qingxuan Sect must have been thoroughly prepared for this campaign, with excellent odds of victory.

There would be plenty to gain from following them into a winning battle, but he simply did not want to go.

The heavens and earth were vast, but he came first.

He definitely needed to stay far away from such a dangerous, war-torn situation.

Chuying Star.

Happiness Garden Community.

"It's August already..."

Watching the lightning flash and thunder roar outside as torrential rain poured down, Fang Xing looked at the calendar and murmured, "School starts in September..."

Only then did he seem to come back to his senses from the atmosphere at the market.

"A person needs independence. You can't let the tide of events sweep you along so easily... If someone were a little simpler-minded, they might have gotten fired up at that sight and rushed off to risk their lives with them... What good would risking my life do me?"

Fang Xing muttered to himself as he picked up his Communicator to see who had contacted him recently.

"Hmm? There aren't many messages on my regular Communicator. After all, Liu Wei was my only close friend, and now even Liu Wei doesn't ask me out anymore... Ouyang Qianqian, on the other hand, actually invited me to the Gymnasium for a match? Looks like that girl still hasn't given up..."

He looked through the missed messages and replied to them one by one, then picked up another Communicator and entered the password.

This was the Communicator he had obtained from the Black Market. Its tracking function had been wiped, and it was not registered under his name, allowing him to avoid a great deal of trouble.

There were even fewer messages on the Black Market Communicator—only one.

"Hmm? Zhang Jiarui? Could Blood Cage Arena be holding some event?"

He found it somewhat strange when he saw the contact, but he knew that Roubao, the Bunny Girl, was no ordinary person. He immediately accepted the message.

Beep!

A holographic projection appeared. It was Zhang Jiarui!

She was currently wearing a small black business suit, giving off a much more capable air.

"Customer... I've been promoted to manager now. Also, there's finally some news about the A-Rank Martial Arts you asked me to look for before. You've heard of the Extreme Emotion Sword, right? A coach at the Fighting Arena happens to specialize in the Extreme Emotion Sword and is willing to serve as a private coach. If you'd like to make an appointment, contact this number..."

It was a prerecorded recording.

Fang Xing shut it off directly, then fell into thought. "Extreme Emotion Sword? A little late for that... My Ghost God Blade has already reached Beginner, and now you're telling me this?"

He remembered mentioning something like this to Zhang Jiarui in the past.

But he had not expected her to truly take it to heart and actually find one!

"Extreme Emotion Sword!"

Thinking of this, Fang Xing immediately went online and searched for information related to the Extreme Emotion Sword.

"Extreme Emotion Sword: A-Rank Martial Arts created by martial arts Grandmaster Yuan Lang, renowned for its exquisite sword formulas and astonishing power... To practice it, one must simulate concepts of extreme emotion, whether friendship, love, or hatred... Because it is too extreme, it is not included in the high school curriculum!"

"Damn it, it's considered more emotionally extreme than other A-Rank Martial Arts. Isn't that a little dangerous?"

"But I really do like swordsmanship, and it wasn't easy for Zhang Jiarui to find a private-coach connection..."

After thinking it over, Fang Xing still concealed his true appearance first. He then used the Black Market Communicator to make a call, thanking her and asking about the price.

In the image, Zhang Jiarui was still dressed in her small business suit, sitting in an office like an ordinary urban office worker.

Hearing Fang Xing's question, Zhang Jiarui smiled. "Coach Ping is very easygoing. She agreed to offer you cost price this time. One lesson will only be one hundred thousand..."

"One lesson... one hundred thousand?!" Fang Xing felt a throbbing pain in his teeth. "I'll think about it..."

"Oh, and there's more... We found the person from the customer's previous commission too. Triangular eyes, white, good at communicating with small animals... In the Black Market, only Carrion Eater Lance matches. This information is free, but if you want detailed intelligence, it's a flat price of two hundred thousand..."

Zhang Jiarui continued with a smiling expression.

"Is that so? Thanks. I'll come trade shortly."

Fang Xing hung up without expression.

"Carrion Eater Lance?"

A chill immediately flashed through his eyes.