Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 318 The Pearl of Pride
'What a deformed world...'

Listening to Ji Xinyu recount her stories of the martial arts world, Fang Can was filled with emotion.

Under the suppression of a sixth-level cultivator, a fourth-level cultivator might even be worn down to death by a group of mortal beings.

In this world, the number of times one can transform from illusion to reality in a single instance using the Mind-Image Delay technique is limited, which is what the Demonic Sect previously referred to as "one breath."

The transition from the virtual to the real requires the flow of Qi through the mind; the higher the level of attainment, the longer one can sustain a single breath.

Once their strength is suppressed and they are exhausted, and they can no longer gain an advantage in physical fitness, they may be worn down to death by the mortal body using sheer numbers.

It's like needing to breathe after breaking through twenty armor units in one breath with the first revolution, fifty armor units with the second revolution, a hundred armor units with the third revolution, and a thousand armor units with the fourth revolution...

Ji Xinyu: "I heard that more than ten years ago, the previous leader of the Demonic Sect had the Qiankun Great Shift, which allowed him to move his inner body and mind at any time, so that the Qi could circulate continuously."

"At that time, the Demonic Cult was very powerful. The imperial court used a scheme to surround them in the valley and prepare to kill them in one fell swoop. But in the end, the Demonic Cult was one step ahead. The cult leader broke through 2,600 armors in one go and held out until his subordinates came to rescue him."

"At the time, this fact was so shocking that even a peak fourth-stage cultivator could only produce 1,500 units of energy, while the other party had almost doubled that."

"But then the leader of the Demonic Sect disappeared without a trace. The six major sects suspected that he might be seriously injured and on the verge of death, which led to the current siege of Cloud Peak."

Seeing the girl's longing expression, Fang Can couldn't help but shake his head inwardly, realizing that times had changed.

If he were to come to the Martial World and lose the suppression, a full-force attack from a fourth-level cultivator would easily destroy a city and a million people. But at this moment, he is like a dragon swimming in shallow waters.

“However, Senior Fang, your talent is astonishing. You have already reached the third stage at such a young age. The fourth stage will probably be a piece of cake for you in the future.” Ji Xinyu said with longing in her eyes.

Fang Can smiled faintly, without explaining that he was only a minor figure now, and asked, "When the six major sects besiege Cloud Peak, will you still go to join the main force?"

"That is indeed the case. Now that the six sects have gathered, the extermination of the demonic path is in this one battle. From now on, the righteous path will surely prosper, and we should take action."

Ji Xinyu said earnestly, then looked at Fang Can expectantly: "Senior, why don't you come up the mountain with us next? With your strength, you will surely gain a great reputation in the martial arts world."

After considering the girl's suggestion for a while, Fang Can felt it wouldn't hurt to witness the splendor of the six major sects, so he nodded gently and said, "Of course, I'll need to trouble you for the next few days."

The girl was overjoyed and waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "Senior is too kind. Senior has done us a great favor, let alone the formidable enemy we may encounter next. We should be the ones thanking you, Senior."

As she spoke, her gaze lingered somewhat obsessively on Fang Can's face, collarbone, and buttocks, unaware that Fang Can had taken in her blatant stare and was immediately filled with inexplicable confusion.

Scanning the entire gathering place, and seeing the overwhelmingly female group, with the female disciples glancing over here and there, Fang Can knew that the next few days were likely to be quite interesting.

After dealing with the small group of Xuanwu Banner members from the Demonic Cult and collecting their bodies, the group continued riding towards the Cloud Peak. After another day of travel, they finally arrived at the town at the foot of the mountain.

As a small town at the foot of the Demonic Sect's mountain, some of the Demonic Sect's families were settled here. Now that the six major sects are setting off, the town's residents had already received the news and moved out.

Thus, this place has now completely become a stronghold of the righteous martial arts sects, and the original residents have all moved away and been replaced by righteous people.

The total number of people in the six major sects and twelve clans, along with various smaller sects and factions that have joined in, is as high as tens of thousands.

It was arguably the largest team-building event between good and evil in centuries, with both sides coming out in full force.

Ji Xinyu, as the senior disciple, rode at the front and was allowed to pass after proving her sect identity.

Not far into the town, a joyful voice came from afar: "Xinyu, we've been waiting for you for so long."

Fang Can looked over at the sound and saw a beautiful woman holding a sword standing not far away, watching them.

Upon seeing the beautiful woman, Xinyu quickly dismounted and said:

"Master, we encountered an accident on our journey. We met a group of demonic female thieves. If it weren't for the help of a senior expert, we might never have met again." "What!" The beautiful woman was shocked, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her beloved disciple was unharmed.

His gaze then fell upon a silver-haired man on horseback wearing a wooden mask with thunder patterns, obscuring his face. He hesitated and asked, "Xinyu, who is this young hero...?"

"Reporting to Master, it was Senior Fang Can who rescued us. Although Senior Fang is new to the martial world, he has already entered the third stage of cultivation."

Ji Xinyu introduced to her master, "Now that we have heard about the campaign against the Demonic Sect, you are full of heroic spirit and ready to come and help."

"Three turns..." After hearing her apprentice's explanation, the beautiful woman observed the man on horseback in surprise.

She was over thirty and had barely entered the first year of adulthood, while the young man looked quite young.

Facing the beautiful woman's gaze, Fang Can politely cupped his hands in greeting.

The beautiful woman smiled and said, "Thank you for saving my disciple, senior. I am Yang Danhong from the Yanfeng Sect."

"Just doing what I could to right injustice."

Fang Can gently touched the wooden mask on his face, and put it back on halfway there.

After all, Fang Can was aware of her own charm when she was away from home.

This is still a matriarchal world, so if you don't want to cause a huge war, it's better to cover your face.

After all, it would be perfectly normal for these women to want to rape him.

The inns and mansions had all been occupied by famous sects. Led by the Yanfeng Sect, the group found a house where the Yanfeng Sect was stationed.

Out of respect for Fang Can's level of understanding and gender, Fang Can was granted the right to live in a single room.

After declining Ji Xinyu's offer to bring him bathwater, Fang Can sat cross-legged on the bed and slowly circulated the [Seven Deadly Sins Demonic Codex]!
After considering the matter for some time, Fang Can finally decided to cultivate this technique that leads directly to the eighth level of cultivation.

As he followed the instructions in the cultivation method, Fang Can began to visualize an emotion bead called arrogance.

As the first sin at the beginning of the practice, its importance is beyond doubt.

The characteristic of this technique is that it snowballs.

Each subsequent crime is an amplification of the first crime.

Therefore, the stronger the sin of pride, the greater the increase in power for each subsequent sin, and the more terrifying the power of the technique.

According to the description of the technique, by using the power of a first-level cultivation realm and investing a hundred years' worth of accumulated emotions into it, one can barely construct a conventional-looking Gate of Arrogance.

But this only applies to a regular first turn.

At this moment, Fang Can, having surpassed the limit of the third stage, and with his entire body capable of thought, possessed emotional power dozens of times greater than usual.

A fleeting moment of emotional desire can be worth a hundred years of arduous labor.

'However... since I'm going to cultivate, I must see it through to the end!'

Looking at the arrogance bead that had been formed, a hint of solemnity flashed in Fang Can's eyes.

(End of this chapter)