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The roads leading to the Ziyang Sect within the Purple Sun Mountain Range have all been blocked. Now, there is only one path left?
Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise could not help but appear on Fang Chen's calm face.
How many young martial artists are participating in the Ziyang Sect Entry Assessment? Even a rough estimate would yield a considerable number. With only one road left to the Ziyang Sect, it means that all these people will be squeezed together. This crowding will inevitably lead to numerous conflicts and bloodshed. Moreover, there are still a group of extremely powerful Hunters within the Purple Sun Mountain Range. With only one road remaining, it will be much easier for them to hunt.
Indeed, as thoughts swirled in Fang Chen's mind, Mo Tong spoke again.
"There is only one road left, and for everyone except the strongest few, this road is essentially a dead end. Because that top-tier group of Hunters is currently blocking this path."
With only one road leading to the Ziyang Sect and a cluster of Hunters gathered together, this is not good news for Fang Chen. In such circumstances, trying to kill these people would undoubtedly be much more difficult. Moreover, if he were not careful and got surrounded by several of the foremost Hunters, even he would be in danger of losing his life.
However, even if some of these Hunters can slay Late Stage Qi-Refining Realm Freaks, there are still many young martial artists coming to the Ziyang Sect. Talents from the Great Zhao Kingdom and surrounding nations have already arrived. Among them are top-tier fighters like Song Donglai, who are nearly on par with those elite Hunters capable of killing Late Stage Qi-Refining Realm opponents.
Thus, although they occupy a geographical advantage, it is clearly impossible for these Hunters to block all the young martial artists coming to the Ziyang Sect at that single passage. Furthermore, it seems that those top-tier Hunters cannot act freely. Therefore, while passing through this sole passage is fraught with difficulties, they cannot stop someone of Song Donglai's caliber.
Seemingly understanding Fang Chen's thoughts, Mo Tong's bitter smile deepened as he said, "Yes, this barrier cannot stop someone like Song Donglai. But for others, it is essentially an insurmountable chasm."
"So you want to rely on Song Donglai and Azure Vine to pass through this only path," Fang Chen said lightly. Then, a cold glint flashed in his eyes as he added, "The condition for this reliance is Lian Yiyue and me?"
Combining Mo Tong's words, Fang Chen had roughly guessed the situation.
"Capturing Lian Yiyue will grant two spots under their command." As he looked into Fang Chen's cold gaze, a barely noticeable smile flickered in Mo Tong's eyes as he nodded.
But in the next moment, the hidden smile in Mo Tong's eyes suddenly vanished, replaced by fear and confusion. A pale hand once again tightened around his neck.
"Is it strange?" Looking at his feet already off the ground, a flush appeared on Mo Tong's face again as he struggled to open his mouth, as if he wanted to say something. Fang Chen curled his lips into a cold smile and suddenly asked, "You must be looking forward to me fighting to the death with Song Donglai, hoping I die at his hands to avenge you, right?"
It was indeed highly questionable that someone who had just moments ago been intent on killing him would suddenly ask such things in such detail after being beaten by him. If it were for the sake of survival, there was no need for such theatrics, and Fang Chen could not believe that Mo Tong would naively think that merely speaking these words would lead him to let him go. Combining all this with Fang Chen's two lifetimes of experience, he quickly understood what Mo Tong was after.
Crack!
As the words fell, a crisp sound of bones breaking suddenly echoed from Fang Chen's hand. He then relaxed his grip, looking at Mo Tong, whose neck was completely broken and had lost all breath. In his dark eyes flickered a cold glint and a hint of bloody killing intent.
"A conspiracy?" Fang Chen murmured softly to himself. As he blinked lightly, the cold glint and killing intent in his eyes quickly retracted.
He knew that Mo Tong revealing so much was not out of goodwill; he hoped to use Song Donglai's hand to kill him. But since he realized that this situation was instigated by Azure Vine, and having originally intended to kill Azure Vine himself, the new and old grudges combined made it impossible for Fang Chen to endure or retreat. Even if Azure Vine had beside him one of the most outstanding figures of the younger generation from the Great Zhao Kingdom, a freak of sorts.
But wasn't Fang Chen himself also a freak? Having gone through slaughter and rebirth, he was even more of a freak among freaks; how could he change his decision because of someone like Song Donglai?
"I originally planned to assassinate you, but it seems now I can only kill you openly," Fang Chen said to himself, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "If anyone gets in my way, they will be killed too."
He had his principles. First, there was the crisis facing the Fang Family; now he and Lian Yiyue were being hunted by Mo Tong and Li Junyao. This forced Lian Yiyue to use the Soul Duel Technique, which harmed herself as much as her enemy. All these factors intensified Fang Chen's murderous intent towards Azure Vine to an extreme degree.
"Hmm?" At that moment, sensing an unusual wave coming from behind him, Fang Chen suddenly felt a shift in his mind and turned around to look directly at where Lian Yiyue was.
A gentle breeze blew around them; in the wind, Li Junyao's body, which had been standing upright, suddenly slumped down softly without any breath left.
Opposite Li Junyao, Lian Yiyue's colorful vortex shattered, and the colorful glow gradually faded away. A clear light returned to her eyes.
"Poof." A mouthful of fresh blood suddenly sprayed out, and for a moment, Lian Yiyue, who was already pale, appeared even weaker.
"Don't speak, just take these pills." Supporting Lian Yiyue's swaying body, Fang Chen flipped his palm, and without hesitation, various bottles and jars of pills appeared in his hand, which he began to push towards Lian Yiyue.
"It's useless." Lian Yiyue shook her head, rejecting the pills offered by Fang Chen. Her injury was to her soul, and these pills meant for treating ordinary wounds were indeed of no use to her.
Hearing this, a bitter smile appeared on Fang Chen's face; his concern had led him to lose his composure. Since she had used the Soul Fighting Technique, how could Lian Yiyue possibly have ordinary injuries? Although she had managed to defeat Li Junyao, she must have suffered severe damage herself. Inflicting a thousand points of damage while harming oneself by eight hundred was nothing less than this.
Taking out a green pill that emitted a faint fragrance from his Storage Ring, Lian Yiyue swallowed it, and the snow-like pallor on her face improved slightly. However, her aura still remained extremely weak.
Given the reckless nature of the Soul Fighting Technique, the Charming Immortal Sect had certainly conducted extensive research on its self-damaging drawbacks. The green pill that Lian Yiyue had taken earlier was specially crafted by the alchemists within the Charming Immortal Sect to recover from soul injuries.
However, this type of pill required extremely precious materials and was very difficult to refine. Even within the entire Charming Immortal Sect, there were only a few, and for Lian Yiyue, there was only that one pill. Clearly, just one was far from enough to fully restore her injured soul.
After swallowing the pill, Lian Yiyue said nothing more and quickly began to meditate. An injury to the soul was a significant matter for any martial artist; it needed immediate attention to stabilize at least the injury. Otherwise, it could greatly affect their future in martial arts.
Lian Yiyue sat cross-legged in meditation while Fang Chen silently stood guard beside her.
Time passed for about half a day before Lian Yiyue finally slowly opened her eyes.
"Are you alright?" Fang Chen asked.
At this moment, Lian Yiyue's complexion was no longer as pale as before; however, it still bore some pallor, resembling someone who had just recovered from a serious illness. Her aura still felt somewhat weak.
Lian Yiyue lightly nodded her head, then shook it again, saying, "For now, this is the best I can do. It seems I will become a burden to you."
Although her strength was somewhat lacking compared to Fang Chen, she could at least hold her own against an ordinary Heavenly Genius. However, with her soul injured, she could probably only exert about twenty to thirty percent of her full power. In the Purple Sun Mountain Range, encountering anyone could pose a danger.
"I promised to help you become a disciple of Ziyang Sect," Fang Chen said calmly. After a pause, he added four words: "No one can stop!"
Initially, when Fang Chen agreed to help Lian Yiyue become a disciple of Ziyang Sect, it was purely a transaction. However, after everything that had happened, even without the transaction aspect, Fang Chen would undoubtedly do everything in his power to assist Lian Yiyue.
Hearing Fang Chen's unwavering words, a smile appeared on Lian Yiyue's pale face. She lightly teased, "Before, you were the one being a drag and not contributing; now it's finally my turn to rest."
A smile that could captivate cities and nations—Fang Chen stared blankly at Lian Yiyue's gentle laughter and suddenly understood the meaning behind those words.
Without a doubt, Lian Yiyue was extremely beautiful. Among all the women Fang Chen had seen in both of his lives, she stood at the pinnacle of beauty. Although her complexion was pale as if recovering from a serious illness, when she smiled, there was still an extraordinary charm about her.
Shaking his head vigorously to snap back to reality, Fang Chen looked at Lian Yiyue's half-smiling expression and felt his face flush.
"Let's go; I'll take you to deal with that Azure Vine guy." With that said, he quickly turned and left as if fleeing.
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