Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 265 The Fastest Legend of Suxinzhai

The Martial Realm is located in a secluded corner of the Great Zhou Dynasty, beyond the reach of any detector.

At Suxinzhai, the core disciples, elders, and hall masters of the sect gathered together.

Unlike the bloated outer disciples, these core members of the sect were all beautiful and charming, with sparkling eyes.

After a busy day, it was now late at night, and these cultivators were all as beautiful as silver carp under the moonlight.

An elder, holding a jade whisk, leaned against a pillar, his cool gaze concealing a hidden fire as he scrutinized the handsome young man before him:
"Hmph! The sword intent of Jiejian Mountain is indeed nourishing; even the male disciples are so radiant!"

"After practicing the 'Yin Yang Intercourse Ode' for so many years, I can finally have a good sparring session with disciples outside the sect," another radiant woman draped in starlight said expectantly.

“I went with the sect leader to the capital of the Great Zhou to watch the Grand Tournament of the Nations. I was very envious of you then, young hero. The sect leader asked me to spar with you first!” Another barefoot female cultivator wearing a golden snake earring requested.

……

There were seventy-two women in front of Fang Can, including his disciples.

Their looks are no less than those of Fang Can's harem, and more than fifty of them have all reached the Heavenly Path realm, making them the absolute backbone of Su Xin Zhai.

But according to what the girl in the red dress said, these people usually cultivate by circulating the "Yin Yang Intercourse Ode" with each other. Over the past few decades or even hundreds of years, their resentment has become terrifyingly strong.

Even if a zombie walked over these female cultivators, it would probably have some of its yang energy drained.

'With so many people, I don't know if I can handle it.'

Just before the goal was about to be achieved, Fang Can suddenly had an idea.

But for the sake of the superpowered people's great cause, even if we can't hold on, we have to hold on to the death!

The abbot of Suxinzhai, watching the banter and laughter among the guests, said languidly:

"Alright, we only have three days of usage rights. After three days, you'll have to wait in line if you want to enjoy it."

"Right now, this kid hasn't learned his lesson yet, so he's incredibly arrogant. Who's willing to be the first to take the lead?"

These words immediately sparked a public outcry, with many clamoring to teach Fang Can a lesson.

Seeing his disciples behave this way, the sect leader nodded in satisfaction. Although none of them had experience, the wolf-like nature of the Hehuan Sect had been well preserved.

"Alright, in that case, Elder Xixing, you can go first."

The abbot casually pointed to a third-level elder of the Suxin Zhai sect, then coldly said:
"The rest of you... those who haven't reached the Ascension to Heaven realm shouldn't go up. If you don't work hard in your cultivation, you can only watch from the sidelines now!"

"Yes!"

Amidst the sighs of the core disciples at the Transcendental Realm, Elder Suxinzhai, known as Xixing, stepped forward in response.

As Fang Can observed, the dark blue starry river gauze enveloped her body in star mist.

His eyes were rewritten by the "Ode to the Union of Yin and Yang," with his left eye reflecting the moon and his right eye containing stars.

Beneath the starry gauze robe, faint mithril runes could be seen winding along the spine, shimmering as if they were alive.

The elder, whose eyes held the stars and moon, scrutinized the handsome young man with white hair and red eyes before him, his tone carrying a sense of oppression:

"Young Master Fang, would you like to remove your armor yourself, or should this elder help you?"

Nodding somewhat helplessly, Fang Can placed his hands on his clothes, and the languid voice of the abbot sounded beside him:

"Kid, I forgot to tell you, I've already activated the Sky-Gazing Stone, and everything here has been recorded."

In Fang Can's eyes, a smooth magic ball had appeared in the master's hand at some point:
"Your disgraceful performance will be the best proof of the power of my Suxinzhai. Who knows, it might even be copied a hundred billion times for all martial artists in the world to enjoy?"

Fang Can paused, suppressing the embarrassment rising in his heart, and slowly removed the plain white robe.

As the movement began, the entire hall fell silent, with only slightly heavier breathing remaining.

Like a piece of white jade, its body, still shimmering with starlight in the night, stood in the palace.

Flawless, it is like the creation of the goddess of beauty.

Previously, Fang Can, dressed in a long robe, looked like a god, standing out as the most dazzling focus in the crowd.

But at this moment, as he removes his armor and dons the emperor's new clothes.

Only then did everyone realize that the long robe did not adorn the handsome man before them, but rather covered up ninety percent of his beauty.

This is similar to the iceberg theory in aesthetics.

Fang Can's beauty, which was previously revealed to the public, only occupied the tip of the iceberg; it was the most superficial layer.

The truly captivating beauty, which accounts for over 80% of it, requires them to painstakingly and meticulously uncover it.

And now, this iceberg is finally floating in the world little by little in their eyes.

Before today, these core disciples and elders had seen other men before.

Every day when passing by that huge Suxinzhai Square, one inevitably sees outer disciples and materials being cultivated.

But the longer I looked at it, the more disgusted I felt with the body, and I felt that the things between men and women were just so-so, vulgar!
But at this moment, Fang Can showed them with facts that this was not the case!
What a perfect body! What were they seeing before?
If Fang Can's skin and bones were as smooth as ice and jade, it would be as if they were made from water from the heavens.

What they had seen before was mud and dust.

Compared to the statue in front of him, everything else seemed ugly and unbearable.

Beautiful!!

Even the master of Suxinzhai was stunned for a few moments when he looked at the young man in front of him, and subconsciously put his finger to his lips and licked it lightly.

Fang Can looked down at his only remaining piece of clothing and subconsciously said, "This one..."

"Remove your armor!!!"

She heard the cold voice of the owner of Suxinzhai, because she realized that she had been staring blankly for a moment.

This voice snapped the stunned female cultivators out of their daze, and they immediately urged each other urgently:
"Remove your armor!!!" "Yes! Remove your armor now!"

"What are you hesitating for! Remove your armor now!"

……

Before Fang Can could even think, Xi Xing, who was visually overwhelmed by the shock, couldn't hold back any longer.

Simply grab the fine fabric with your bare hands.

OK, with Elder Xixing's action, the ice hidden in the seawater completely surfaced and appeared before everyone's eyes.

Perfect, naturally perfect.

Whether it's the shape, texture, color, or even the taste, it's definitely a 5A grade Shuanghui ham.

Because of the completely open view, even Fang Can, with his iron will, felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Her flowing silver hair, like cascading moonlight, shimmered with a hazy glow under the flickering candlelight in the hall.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her skin resembled snow-white petals soaked in the sunset.

The pale gold shimmering deep within her red eyes was like a firefly startled by the night breeze.

The boy's thin shoulders hunched slightly, and his delicately shaped collarbone cast a small shadow beneath his skin, like the winding cracks on a piece of ice-cracked porcelain.

Her raised arms and slender fingers obscured her vital parts, creating a tantalizing glimpse that stirred the emotions of the cultivators like a spring stream flowing beneath the ice.

The gasps and exclamations from the core disciples made Fang Can feel somewhat uncomfortable.

This feeling of being objectified and scrutinized caused him to furrow his brow slightly.

Among these people, the most composed was the fourth-generation monk.

He came to his senses in just a few breaths, his gaze fixed on the words on his lower abdomen.

A bright red "正" character was engraved on Fang Can's body.

"The Y God Curse? Shouldn't you have already used that up during the competition? How come you still have it?"

The monk bent down and stared intently at the character '正' (zhèng) without anyone noticing. His eyes showed surprise, but he was then startled by the enormous characters in front of him and retreated back onto the wooden couch.

“Master, I think Elder Xixing is inexperienced, so I should handle this kind of thing.”

During the brief silence, one of the female cultivators spoke up.

Immediately, similar voices volunteered and echoed from one mouth to another.

Clearly, they all wanted Xixing to let go of the man and let her do it herself!

As the focus of everyone's attention, Xi Xing remained silent, asserting her sovereignty through her actions.

The power of the third transformation was terrifying. In the opponent's hands, Fang Can was completely powerless to resist and was pressed to the ground.

With just a simple touch, Xi Xing felt a strange sensation in her palm, and at the same time, the speed at which the "Yin Yang Intercourse Ode" was running began to increase subtly.

This was a feeling I had never experienced before when practicing with other female cultivators.

'This time I've really struck gold!' Xi Xing knew in her heart that this opportunity was rare.

Where will she find a young man who can cultivate the Yin God Mantra, is a top-grade furnace cauldron, and is on the path to heaven?

Amidst the surging emotions, Xi Xing's eyes met those of the boy, and a clear hint of impatience could be seen in the boy's eyes.

"Can you hurry up?"

Fang Can whispered something to the girl's glistening earlobe, the implication of which made Xi Xing feel uneasy.

“No, you belong to me for the whole night.” Xi Xing said coldly, activating the Yin-Yang Intercourse Ode and pressing it on Fang Can’s shoulder.

To Fang Can's astonishment, the newborn calf was instantly transformed into a giant yak.

"Don't try to teach a fish to swim in front of Suxinzhai when it comes to controlling flesh and blood."

Xi Xing said sarcastically, then pointed her longsword at the sheath to fight back, and the next moment her eyes widened in shock!
As the old saying goes, "What you learn from books is never enough; you must put it into practice to truly understand."

At this moment, the girl was filled with such a clear emotion, realizing that it was actually like this... like this...

"Soooo perfect!"

Xi Xing screamed uncontrollably, as if she had seen the indescribable Cthulhu, feeling as if her mind was blank, like the pale page before Genshin Impact was activated.

At the same time, her unprecedented speed of cultivation growth made her realize what it felt like to be a peerless genius!

One second... ten seconds... one minute...

Abandoning thought and relying on instinct to continuously swing and sheathe his sword, Xi Xing realized for the first time that cultivation could be so enjoyable!

When she came to her senses, she was already lying on the pale hall floor.

His toes twitched spasmodically, drawing the collective gaze of his fellow disciples.

"Is it over? Has a whole night passed?" Xingxi asked, but saw that the night outside was still dark.

"It's only been less than half an incense stick's time, you piece of trash, get out of the way and let the others have their turn!"

The monk's voice, unable to contain his anger, came from afar.

Xingxi subconsciously turned her head and saw the boy's red eyes calmly looking at her.

The yak was only lightly covered by a thin layer of mist, yet it still stood tall and proud.

(End of this chapter)