Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 309 Fang Can Possesses Demonic Possession? Sixth-Tier Soul!
A domed space hangs upside down, with countless dark golden chains hanging from the void, their ends wrapped around an ancient white jade coffin.

Fang Can arrived here after entering the teleportation array, and his cultivation level was almost suppressed to the level of a mortal.

Looking around, the ground was not white jade, but an unknown liquid.

Each step creates ripples, reflecting another inverted projection of the starry sky above.

'Where are the others?'

Fang Can subconsciously drew the purple jade pendant from his waist, his expression wary. Then, a sound like a silver bell entered his ears.

There is no one else in this space, only the two of us.

The jade coffin gleamed with a cold light. Sitting on the edge of the coffin was a woman draped in flowing gauze, her long legs crossed and hanging down, her toes lightly touching the ground and creating ripples.

In Fang Can's eyes, the woman's long hair was like the night sky dyed with stars, and her long, wide-sleeved dress with black background and gold embroidery moved without wind, carrying a breathtaking beauty.

"A sixth-stage soul?" Fang Can asked with certainty.

The girl's body was faintly glowing, as if viewed through a mist, giving it an unreal quality.

"Almost. They've been dead for tens of thousands of years. I never imagined that the current nations wouldn't even be able to produce a fifth-rank cultivator."

The woman sighed deeply and said, "I am truly disappointed."

"However... you have certainly impressed me."

The woman raised her eyes and stared intently at the boy: "For example, the luck of turning misfortune into good fortune, and the superpower of immortality."

"There were originally three more tests to test the successor, but with your abilities, it doesn't matter whether you pass them or not, you can definitely get through them easily."

Fang Can's heart skipped a beat when his secret was suddenly revealed by a stranger, then he said calmly, "You've seen my memories?"

"Of course, even the 'Master of Empty Hands' who inherited the fourth level of the lineage can extract memories, let alone the original master who inherited the sixth level."

"Your two abilities are not hidden at all, or rather, you disdain to hide them. And you are too weak to be a secret to those at a higher level."

"Every time you encounter danger, your luck surges more violently than boiling water, making it hard to ignore."

The woman smiled and gently swayed her jade feet: "Take the diary in your sea of ​​consciousness, for example. Tsk tsk, it's too dazzling and oppressive, which is actually harmful to cultivation."

Her gaze fell on the boy's face, which remained calm throughout. The woman shook her head inwardly and then asked, "Haven't you noticed the problem yet?"

"what is the problem."

"Have you noticed that your cultivation speed has been slowing down lately?"

"No, my strength only increased tenfold a few days ago, which is already considered fast," Fang Can said honestly.

Since the other party can see my memories anyway, I have absolutely no secrets.

Speechless for a moment by Fang Can's Versailles analogy, the woman then said:

"I'm referring to your normal cultivation speed. Haven't you noticed that as your talent increases, the feedback during cultivation doesn't increase accordingly?"

Fang Can: ...

"Do you still remember what the abbot and elders of the Brahma Sound Temple said not long ago?"

The woman parted her lips slightly: "You have completely stepped into the demonic path."

'I am a demonic cultivator???'

Fang Can frowned and retorted, "What a joke! I think my moral character is above average among all the martial arts nations. How could I be a demon?" "Who said that only those who do evil are demons?"

The woman chuckled softly, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and leaned down to stand in front of Fang Can. Her slender, jade-like arm then plunged directly into Fang Can's body.

Although Fang Can did not feel any pain, he still subconsciously wanted to resist, but felt that his body was imprisoned in place.

The next moment, he felt that the hand was not piercing his flesh, but his soul and spirit.

Within Fang Can's sea of ​​consciousness, an arm appeared out of thin air and grabbed the golden chain made of words.

Fang Can was astonished to see that the six-turn arm simply pulled the golden chain and forcibly ripped a section out of his body.

"see it?"

Liu Zhuan spoke indifferently, but in his hand he gripped a suddenly taut chain. The two ends of the chain were still connected to Fang Can's body, and Fang Can's diary was recorded on it.

[41 days into the first stage, thanks for the invitation. I'm currently at Suxinzhai. This sect is a bit too hospitable.]

[During those three days, my consciousness was completely immersed in it. I clearly remember Yan Chuqing's oral exercises, Xingxi—omitting ten thousand words—Fang Can, oh Fang Can, this is so bad, abandon evil desires.]

……

"This is proof of your demonic ways! You're so indecisive! What are you trying to escape from?"

The woman's icy fingertips lifted the boy's chin and gently removed the white mask from Fang Can's face.

Two equally stunningly beautiful faces locked eyes, and Fang Can seemed to see a galaxy swirling in their eyes!
"It's like sheep not eating grass and tigers not eating meat."

"The more you suppress your true nature, the greater the impact on your martial arts cultivation."

Fang Can's Adam's apple bobbed, and after realizing he could speak, he said, "Martial arts is an art of sacrifice, so..."

"That applies to ordinary people. You possess the ability to turn adversity into fortune and unwavering perseverance. Even the Nine Revolutions technique cannot kill you. So what are you afraid of? Answer me."

The next moment, the woman pulled Fang Can back onto the ancient coffin, looking down at him and saying:
"Haven't you noticed that you've become increasingly rule-abiding since you ascended the Heavenly Road? What happened to your idealism?"

"You clearly possess extraordinary emotions and desires, whether it's lust, appetite, murderous intent, or malice—these are all aspects of you. Yet you choose to punish evil and promote good. What exactly are you up to?"

"You have unprecedented talent; what can't you achieve?"

"These golden threads, your morality, have been limiting the growth of your power, just like how Yao Lao is absorbing Xiao Yan's power."

"Think about what you've been doing lately. Have you actively fought for anything for yourself? I don't see any ambition or desire in you."

"Letting tigers eat grass, how can that not be demonic?" the woman said coldly.

"Those two monks only saw that you were not being honest with yourself, but they had no idea that you were being suppressed by so-called secular moral education."

"But human nature cannot be suppressed. You are born a demon, and the more you suppress it, the greater the backlash will be when it finally explodes."

The woman sneered, "Perhaps my appearance was arranged by your 'turning adversity into prosperity' strategy."

"Let me guide the so-called lost sheep."

"So you mean I shouldn't suppress my thoughts and should let them flow freely?" Fang Can said calmly.

"Heh, it's just your calm demeanor, as numb as a cold stone."

Seeing Fang Can's calm demeanor, Liu Zhuan mocked, "I've seen many geniuses with extraordinary talent, each one arrogant and overbearing, but this is the first time I've seen someone like you pretending to be civilized."

(End of this chapter)