But in Fang Che’s view, using the True Sword Technique of the Infinite Scripture, the montum of the Resentful Sky Blade Energy was strong enough, but so subtle movents were still not standard.
So, he attempted to modify it using the various correct postures of the Infinite Scripture.
Then, bit by bit, he tested to see if the power increased or decreased after his adjustnts.
As Fang Che expected, after his formal adjustnts, the power actually increased by 30%!
However, this sword technique, unlike others, consud a lot of Spiritual Power.
Simply put, if you don’t go all out, you can’t achieve that kind of montum. But going all out, with my current cultivation, only allows for one cut!
"It’s a real Spiritual Energy guzzler!"
This is the first ti Fang Che encountered a move that can drain his entire Spiritual Energy in one strike!
Even the Blood Spirit Seven Swords of Yin Shen Palace fall far short of this standard and power.
"This is getting a bit weird. Originally, my blade was the weakest link, used to mislead others, but now, with this sword technique, it has beco the strongest... quite speechless."
"Doesn’t this an I’m showing my trump card right away?"
Fang Che felt quite speechless.
Then he imdiately thought of a strategy: I’ll use the blade first, then the sword, then the halberd, and if I really can’t win, I’ll use the blade again to unleash the Resentful Sky Blade.
As long as the Resentful Sky Blade is unused, my blade won’t be exposed.
Hmm, this is perfect.
Feeling the Sword Manual, Fang Che sighed endlessly in his heart.
This Sun Wutian certainly had excellent plans.
He beca a demon, but when his descendants showed no aptitude, he sent them to the Guardian side to live peacefully.
For transition, he lived anonymously to support the family for three hundred years. Once developed, he left to continue being a demon.
From this point, this demon had a strong sense of family — this is also why Fang Che wanted to cultivate this blade technique.
Sun Wutian himself was in My True Sect, and under his intentional or unintentional influence, who dared to harm the Sun family?
No one dared act against the Sun family on the My True Sect side, and even fewer dared on the Guardian side.
And the Sun family bloodline consisted entirely of people with diocre skills and no martial arts potential, naturally with no ambitions.
Thus, they could survive long-term.
Truly, this move is brilliant!
And indeed, the Sun family passed down through the ages, even now receiving Fang Che’s protection.
Thinking about it this way, it influences countless generations!
It’s really... Fang Che couldn’t help but admire it.
Thinking of Sun Yuan missing this opportunity, Fang Che felt fortunate.
As it is now, Sun Yuan joined the Yixin Sect and beca a killer, if he had obtained the correct way to cultivate the Resentful Sky Blade, wouldn’t there be another great demon in the world causing trouble?
Moreover, if he had obtained the Resentful Sky Blade, Sun Yuan’s achievents would be far beyond this.
By now, he would probably be in a high position.
"Missing the Resentful Sky Blade was the right choice for you."
Fang Che sighed.
Looking at the Sword Manual that he had completely morized, Fang Che swiftly drew the Tempering God Sword.
Can’t believe it can’t even destroy the Tempering God Sword.
Sure enough, a round of chopping.
The entire Sword Manual was chopped to bits, the largest pieces no thicker than a strand of hair.
"Now it’s good, no need to leave it to harm others."
Fang Che breathed a sigh of relief.
I have the Infinite Scripture to protect , but others don’t.
And with such a peerless sword technique, who could resist practicing once obtained?
So destroying it early was the wisest choice.
Suddenly, he rembered last night he chatted with the Yin Shen Palace all night but didn’t tell him the good news about breaking through to Marshal Level.
He slapped his forehead imdiately.
Quickly grabbed the Communication Jade and sent a ssage straight away: "Master, I’ve broken through to Marshal Level! Now I’m First Grade Marshal, I feel incredibly handso now."
Glancing at the ti, he couldn’t help but laugh heartily.
It’s the latter half of the night.
Seeing that in half an hour, dawn would break.
If Yin Shen Palace saw this now, he’d probably curse to death.
But that’s the way it should be.
Let you love and hate, laugh and curse, disdain and cherish...
This is the way to get along.
In ti, I, Yemo, will be your only precious treasure.
Fang Che would never know that he was already the Yin Shen Palace’s only precious treasure!
Afraid to drop it in his hand and lt it in his mouth.
Moreover, after constant suppression from the Guardian side, Yin Shen Palace felt even more distressed...
After cultivating the Resentful Sky Blade Technique, Fang Che thought, to accommodate this change in the future, so he carried a faint Evil Qi when going out.
The kind that commands respect without anger.
Ye ng looked at Fang Che’s imposing aura as he went out, her pretty face full of seriousness.
What’s up with him?
Last night, I sensed bursts of Evil Qi.
Today he’s in such a state again, is he planning sothing big?
So she hurriedly compiled the intelligence and sent it out...
...
Just as Fang Che was nearing the Guardian Hall, Mu Lin Yuan sent a ssage: "Did you hear about being appointed Leader of the rebuilt sub-branch?"
"I heard."
"The foundation of the original sub-branch is with , from the list I searched last ti and the background of the rchants."
"Also... your archive was rebuilt."
"Archive?"
Fang Che was a bit confused.
"A new archive under Starlight for the headquarters to see. It’s the kind that retains records from the Main Sect. From birth to now, everything is seamless, hmm, orphaned from a young age and adopted by soone from the sect, and so on... anyway, I’ll bring it to you later. Just morize it."
Fang Che was delighted: "Second Master, can you co to Baiyun State?"
"I’m just passing by for one night. I need to return imdiately. The Main Sect keeps sending people, I can’t stay out too long. If they catch hold, our Yixin Sect will be in trouble."
Mu Lin Yuan sighed: "Our Yixin Sect, you’ve really made quite a ss this ti, kid."
"What happened?"
Fang Che wondered aloud: "How did I ss up the sect? Master didn’t ntion it to ."
"Heh heh..."
Mu Lin Yuan said: "I’ll find you when I arrive."
"I’m on duty at the Guardian Hall."
"Noted, Lord Steward Fang."
"..."
Then Fang Che received a ssage from Yin Shen Palace: "You little brat, don’t you check the ti! Reporting happy news in the wee hours! Being a Marshal is so great?"
Fang Che hurriedly replied: "It’s just that I’m too excited..."
"Hurry and cultivate to Marquis!"
"Yes!"
"If you lack resources, say so!"
"Yes! Really lacking!"
"... Wait!"
...
Lord Steward Fang, with an imposing aura, arrived at the Steward Hall.
Imdiately, it drew everyone’s attention.
It felt as if Steward Fang was mysteriously fierce today.
Tang Zheng felt his pants nearly soaked with fear.
What’s happened?
"I’ve received information that the Yixin Sect, Yemo Sect, Heavenly God Sect, Mingguang Sect, San Sheng Sect, and also, the Youlong Gang, nghu Association, Jinshe Gang, Hero Gathering, and Dao Kan Sect; they all plan to reestablish their sub-branches in Baiyun State!"
Fang Che coldly declared: "What to do is your own matter. I’ll be in charge of Nancheng here!"
"Tang Zheng!"
Fang Che shouted abruptly: "Take up your sword! The continent and people need you! Tang Zheng, your chance for rit has co!"
Tang Zheng almost wet himself with fear, does the continent and people need ? But I’m... why am I so important?
Besides... wanting to prevent so many gangs from establishing sub-branches?
This is not an opportunity to earn rit... This is clearly sending to die.
Tang Zheng knelt down with a thud in front of everyone in the Steward Hall, pleading: "Lord Steward Fang, Lord Steward Fang, how about you assign soone else..."
"Are you going or not? Are you leaving or not?"
Fang Che glared, placing his right hand slowly on the hilt of his sword.
Suddenly, a surge of Evil Qi burst out.
"I’ll go, I’ll go!"
Tang Zheng cried out with tears streaming down.
Carrying his sword like one mourning a deceased parent, dragging his feet across the floor sobbing...
"It’s not like I’m sending you to your death!"
Fang Che kicked him in the butt, scolding: "Look at you, coward! Go!"
Flinging his large cloak, he turned and exited.
The other stewards all looked at each other.
Is this jinx telling the truth?
Could it be... these sub-branches are making a coback?
Hopefully, this guy is bluffing, otherwise, how many days of peace have we had?
...
Patrolling Nancheng for a round, not discovering anything, Tang Zheng gradually regained his composure.
Doesn’t seem to be any danger?
Then, at noon, finding a restaurant, Fang Che sat triumphantly: "Treat to a al! Make it good! With Spiritual Power filled Demon Beast at."
Tang Zheng: "???"
Had to swallow his anger and order dishes.
Fang Che opened up his appetite for a hearty al, wiped his mouth, and left, leaving Tang Zheng to pay the bill.
Only feeling his wallet shrink and heartache to the extre.
After patrolling all day, Fang Che was lively as ever, while Tang Zheng was limp as a noodle, feeling like his legs weighed a thousand pounds.
Still forced to keep up, falling behind ant getting beaten...
Finally off duty.
Tang Zheng was like a person pardoned, feeling as if he survived a near-death experience, imdiately sought out his brother-in-law: "Brother-in-law, please transfer my position, I really can’t take it..."
"Scram!"
Yuan Jingjiang angrily shouted.
Damn it, how much longer do you plan to embarrass with my only face?
...
Fang Che returned ho to continue studying the Resentful Sky Blade Technique.
Yesterday, Fan Tiantiao ca to conduct ideological work but was instead educated, so today Fang Che was much freer throughout the day.
But Fang Che knew this calmness was only normal.
He delved into his studies and training with even more dedication, forgetting sleep and food.
Today, throughout the day while out patrolling, he continuously cultivated with the Infinite Scripture, absorbing Spiritual Power into his body from the bone-chilling cold weather.
Training until midnight.
Mu Lin Yuan arrived.
He moved very cautiously.
"Second Master! I’ve missed you so much, has your injury healed?"
Fang Che’s voice was full of enthusiasm.
"Healed!"
Mu Lin Yuan smiled very gratifiedly: "Thanks to your Divine Pill."
Mu Lin Yuan was quite sentintal.
He was even sowhat moved, feeling that his efforts had finally paid off. It felt like ’the child has grown up and started being filial,’ a kind of warm and strange sensation.
My efforts were not in vain!
Having such a good disciple, even if just an honorary one, as long as he grows up, I can enjoy my old age in peace, it’s just around the corner.
He couldn’t help but feel hopeful.
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