Chapter 114: The True Skill of the Heavenly Gang Sacred Body, Achieved!

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Fang Wang activated his Battle Spirit, focusing intently on studying the cultivation methods of the Heavenly Gang Sacred Body True Skill, tuning out the conversation between the white-haired elder, Xiao Zi, and Zhao Zhen.

After chatting for a while about Zhu Changsheng, Xiao Zi and Zhao Zhen began to seriously delve into the Heavenly Gang Sacred Body True Skill.

The white-haired elder looked at Fang Wang, stroking his beard with a smile, lost in thought.

Days passed one by one.

Seven days later.

Fang Wang still had no clue; this technique was too chaotic. He tried numerous sequences of memorization but failed each time.

Xiao Zi nearly broke down, shouting, “No hints at all! How are we supposed to practice like this? Even if I get the hang of it, I’m afraid of going astray and falling into demonic paths!”

Zhao Zhen closed his eyes, striving to calm his mind.

The white-haired elder sat in meditation at the palace entrance, also with eyes closed, paying no heed to Xiao Zi’s complaints.

Xiao Zi flew before him and asked, “Old man, how long did Zhu Changsheng spend before he truly began to cultivate the Heavenly Gang Sacred Body True Skill?”

Without opening his eyes, the white-haired elder replied, “About a hundred years.”

“What?! A hundred years!” Xiao Zi exclaimed in disbelief and anger, then turned to Fang Wang, “Young master, time’s running out—the Falling Heaven Secret Realm only opens for a month.”

The white-haired elder chuckled, “No matter, as long as you stay here, you won’t be expelled.”

“If my young master takes ten years to master it, wouldn’t we have to wait another ten years for the Falling Heaven Secret Realm to open again?”

“Hmm, your analysis is quite reasonable.”

Xiao Zi was nearly infuriated, turning back to Fang Wang.

Fang Wang calmly replied, “It doesn’t matter. This secret realm can’t trap me—I can punch through its space with a single blow.”

The white-haired elder’s face twitched; he opened his eyes and looked at Fang Wang with a profound gaze. “Don’t be rash. At worst, when the time comes, I’ll let you out…”

Xiao Zi widened his serpent eyes in astonishment, “You have that power?”

“Of course. I am the spirit of the Falling Heaven Secret Realm! I open it when I want, and close it when I want!”

“Tsk tsk…” Xiao Zi, though still just a snake in untransformed form, shot the elder a look of disdain.

Suddenly curious, Xiao Zi asked, “Do you know the spirit of the Great Sage’s Cavern?”

The white-haired elder smiled, “Naturally. We were once colleagues.”

“What do you mean?”

“We were all high-ranking immortal cultivators under His Majesty’s command. Before the emperor fell, he merged our souls into his life-tied treasure spirits, granting us immortality. Why he made us immortal, I cannot reveal to you.”

Xiao Zi was astonished by this revelation, and even Zhao Zhen glanced over.

Zhao Zhen asked curiously, “How many life-tied treasure spirits does the Great Sage have?”

The white-haired elder raised four fingers, “Nine in total. Truly earth-shattering. There likely isn’t a genius in the mortal world who has been born with nine life-tied treasure spirits.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zi and Zhao Zhen looked toward Fang Wang.

Xiao Zi knew Fang Wang had four life-tied treasure spirits and felt proud, believing he had aligned with the right person.

Zhao Zhen was curious; along their journey, the magical instruments Fang Wang wielded seemed somewhat like life-tied treasure spirits…

The white-haired elder also looked toward Fang Wang.

But Fang Wang ignored them all and continued to study the Heavenly Gang Sacred Body True Skill.

He refused to believe in superstition!

He would keep trial and erroring over and over. With the Heavenly Palace present, sooner or later he would discover the correct cultivation method!

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Time continued to flow on.

The underground palace lacked sunlight and moonlight, making it easy to lose track of time.

“The Falling Heaven Secret Realm’s time should be up. Let’s expel those mortals first,” said the white-haired elder, snapping his fingers.

Yet the underground palace remained unchanged, and Fang Wang, Xiao Zi, and Zhao Zhen felt no difference in the secret realm.

“Stop overthinking; I must master this technique, or I won’t leave!” Fang Wang exhaled deeply, his gaze steady.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zi hurriedly said, “Don’t worry, young master, take your time. We’re not in a rush.”

Xiao Zi had already given up on the Heavenly Gang Sacred Body True Skill. Even looking at the words on the wall made him dizzy.

“I can’t look at it anymore! I’m going out for a bit.” He decided to go explore, hoping the white-haired elder would lead the way.

It was rare to have company, even if it was just a demon. The white-haired elder found it amusing and so accompanied Xiao Zi away.

Zhao Zhen snapped out of his trance and immediately controlled the Soul Devouring Gourd to follow.

The Heavenly Gang Sacred Body True Skill was too difficult; he too had given up.

Even if he comprehended it thoroughly, as a ghost, he couldn’t cultivate it.

Thus, the great hall fell into silence, with Fang Wang continuing his research.

He had spent over three hundred years cultivating the Mountain River Heaven-Sealing Fist; now his heart was as solid as a rock. A lack of immediate progress did not unsettle him.

Every day, he could memorize several sequences. Remember, this was tens of thousands of words, and each sequence was far more complex than just swapping a few lines.

As he memorized, he also forgot; gradually, he entered a state difficult to describe.

At first, he thought it was the effect of the Battle Spirit.

But later, unknowingly, he had closed the Battle Spirit, yet the subtle feeling persisted.

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Outside at Falling Heaven City, bustling with activity.

Six days had passed since the Falling Heaven Secret Realm closed, but many cultivators remained, seeking news.

Among them, the decisive battle between Fang Wang, Xiao Chen, Blue Heart Fairy, and Liang Xunqiu was widely discussed. Everyone was curious who had won, but the four were nowhere to be found, frustrating those eager for answers.

Besides this, many other duels between great cultivators had spread, and among the younger generation, the most renowned was Xu Qiuming.

In battle, he had broken through the Concentration Realm, even while fighting alone against high-level cultivators at that realm. After his breakthrough, he decisively slew two high-level cultivators. Such feats were unheard of in Falling Heaven City.

“Sword surpasses Tianyuan!” was the praise seven dynasties gave Xu Qiuming. Except for the Great Qi dynasty, no other dynasty had witnessed Fang Wang’s power, and Great Qi cultivators had not seen Fang Wang and Xu Qiuming fight. Thus, all believed Xu Qiuming had transcended the treasure spirit grade and reached the pinnacle of sword talent in this era.

At a pavilion by the river, disciples of the Taiyuan Sect gathered.

One disciple told Ye Xiang, “We haven’t found Fang Wang, nor has anyone seen him come out of the Falling Heaven Secret Realm.”

Everyone emerged from the Falling Heaven Waterfall, making it easy to find those they sought. But Fang Wang’s cultivation was exceptional; he might have left earlier and quickly departed. So they searched for information everywhere.

Yan Feiyue frowned, “He wouldn’t still be inside, would he?”

Fang Hanyu shook his head, “Impossible. We were all forcibly expelled. Fang Wang must have left early. He certainly gained something and wants to cultivate undisturbed.”

A female disciple worried, “His opponents were Liang Xunqiu, Xiao Chen, and Blue Heart Fairy. They also disappeared. Could something have happened?”

Fang Hanyu’s brows furrowed deeply.

Zhou Bo laughed, “Hey, what are you talking about? That’s Senior Brother Fang Wang—we know he can’t be in trouble! Even if he hasn’t come out, he must have found a great opportunity. The Qingchan Valley’s siege on Senior Brother Fang collapsed completely. And in that battle against the Chi Demon Sect, those two cultivators mauled Xu Qiuming badly. Yet, Senior Brother Fang easily slew them!”

“Anyone can die, but not Senior Brother Fang. As for who can become an immortal, I think Senior Brother Fang has the best chance!”

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Hearing this, the disciples recalled carefully and found it reasonable.

They had lived so long, even coming to Falling Heaven City, but had never seen another genius like Fang Wang.

Reflecting on Fang Wang’s growth, the disciples grew more excited and soon stopped worrying, instead looking forward to the great opportunity Fang Wang might seize.

Fang Hanyu smiled wryly to himself.

What was I worrying about?

Not even the Third Branch disciples had as much faith in Fang Wang as these others.

Meanwhile, the factions to which Liang Xunqiu, Xiao Chen, and Blue Heart Fairy belonged began to worry. They were certain the four had not left the Falling Heaven Secret Realm!

Could they have perished together?

This caused panic among the three factions. Liang Xunqiu was the top talent of the Great Chu, and Xiao Chen and Blue Heart Fairy were sect leaders; how could they not be anxious?

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In the underground palace, time was unknown.

When the white-haired elder, Xiao Zi, and Zhao Zhen returned, Fang Wang was still absorbed in study.

The white-haired elder smiled and sat at the entrance, thinking, “That brat, let’s see how many years it takes you to master the Heavenly Gang Sacred Body True Skill.”

Fang Wang’s clenched fist earlier had proven his talent. Now the elder was curious how many years Fang Wang needed to find the method and how many more to fully master it.

Fang Wang was utterly lost in himself; in his eyes, the words on the walls floated and shifted endlessly.

Xiao Zi lay on the ground, flicking his tongue like a snake. “It’s been nearly half a year. Looks like it will take a long time.”

Zhao Zhen was more open-minded, smiling, “I’m a ghost anyway—already dead—and you’re a demon with a long lifespan. It’s perfect; you can cultivate longer.”

He eagerly hoped Fang Wang would master the Heavenly Gang Sacred Body True Skill, even if it took hundreds of years.

Fang Wang did not hear their conversation; he had blocked out his hearing.

Half a year passed, and his memorization speed greatly increased. Now, within one hour, he could switch between at least ten sequences. Unconsciously, he seemed to have found some pattern, like solving a magical cube. He was immersed, anticipating the moment he would unlock the correct answer.

Time continued to flow faster and faster.

About three more months passed.

Suddenly, Fang Wang sat upright. The hundreds of thousands of words before his eyes rearranged themselves perfectly, then burst forth golden light, shining into his pupils.

His vision spun wildly. He blinked instinctively, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already inside the Heavenly Palace!

His mind stirred, and the environment within the palace shifted to the manor of the Fang family. Only then did he confirm he had truly entered the Heavenly Palace.

He stood and stretched.

More than half a year of concentrated effort had felt like a lifetime.

Reviewing the Heavenly Gang Sacred Body True Skill in his mind, a smile slowly spread across his face.

The long-desired Heavenly Gang Sacred Body True Skill was finally in his grasp!

Even Zhou Xue had never attained such an opportunity in her past life!

Judging by the performance of the Demon Lord of the Golden Dawn Sect, Zhou Xue’s strength was unfathomable. Though they were betrothed, Fang Wang still harbored a competitive spirit.

He wanted to protect Zhou Xue, not be protected by her forever!